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⢜⠆ ⣴ ⡳⡁⢠⡆ ⢿⠂
⣾⣀⣀⣿⣀⡇⣇⣸⣇⣀⡇⡇
⢀⢔⠊⠿ ⠿ ⠉⠁⠸⠇ ⠓⠉⢙⠲⡄
⢸⢀⠉⠑⠒⠒⠒⠒⠒⠒⠒⠒⠒⠊⠉⠁⣀⡇
⠘⣿⡔⠉⠒⠤⠔⠒⢄⠜⠑⡆⡖⠢⠔⠚⠙⡇
⡇ ⠉⠁ ⢸⡁
⢧⣀ ⢀⡸⠃
⠈⠉⠙⠒⠒⠒⠒⠒⠒⠒⠒⠋⠉⠁
Parabéns Bro!
Cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas
Rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance
I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinkin' to myself
'This could be heaven or this could be hell
Then she lit up a candle
And she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor
I thought I heard them say
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (any time of year)
You can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted
She got the Mercedes Benz, uh
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys
That she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard
Sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember
Some dance to forget