ES:

Todavía lo recuerdo,
una noche simple
con el viento en mi pelo,
un aire reconfortante,
nada predecía
lo que pasaría.

De repente mi cabeza va a estallar,
de repente mis ojos no quieren enfocar,
de repente tengo que parar,
y vi una luz que destellaba y me atraía hacia allá,
y vi una luz que me incitaba a seguir a su hogar,
toqué la puerta y no hubo marcha atrás,
no hubo marcha atrás.
Me dijeron bienvenido,
este es su nuevo nido,
todo era tan brillante,
demasiado para ser real.

Qué importa voy a disfrutar,
qué importa no voy a parar.

Pasan los días
y me sentía vivo,
pasan los días
y me empiezo a sentir nocivo,
pasan los días y pregunto:
¿A qué hora voy a salir?
Fue cuando me dijeron que este hotel tenía algo especial,
fue cuando me dijeron que me tenía que relajar,
fue cuando me dijeron que este hotel te dejaba entrar,
pero no salir.
En adelante no recuerdo bien lo que pasó,
un solo de guitarra retumbando en mis sueños
estaba atrapado, consumado, atrapado.

De repente mi cabeza va a estallar,
de repente mis ojos no quieren enfocar,
de repente tengo que parar,
y vi una luz que destellaba y me atraía hacia allá,
y vi una luz que me incitaba a seguir a su hogar,
toqué la puerta y no hubo marcha atrás,
no hubo marcha atrás.


EN:

I still remember it,
one simple night
with the wind in my hair,
a comforting air,
nothing predicted
what would happen.

Suddenly my head is going to explode,
suddenly my eyes don't want to focus,
suddenly I have to stop,
and I saw a light flashing and drawing me there,
and I saw a light beckoning me to follow it into its home,
I knocked on the door and there was no turning back,
there was no turning back.
I was told welcome,
this is your new nest,
everything was so bright,
too much to be real.

Who cares I'm going to enjoy it,
who cares I won't stop.

Days go by
and I felt alive,
days go by
and I start to feel harmful,
days go by and I ask myself:
What time am I going to leave?
It was when they told me that this hotel had something special,
that's when they told me I had to relax,
that's when they told me that this hotel lets you come in,
but not leave.
From then on I don't quite remember what happened,
a guitar solo thundering in my dreams.
I was trapped, consumed, trapped.

Suddenly my head is going to explode,
suddenly my eyes don't want to focus,
suddenly I have to stop,
and I saw a light flashing and drawing me there,
and I saw a light beckoning me to follow it to its home,
I knocked on the door and there was no turning back,
there was no turning back.