Letra 'A kind of christmas card' de 'Morten Harket' traducida al español

All you folks back home
iand'll never tell you this
youand're not supposed to know
where your daughter is
there are ways of life
you never understood
itand's right here
downtown hollywood
itand's afternoon on sunset boulevard
iand've got a stolen moment trying hard
to write a kind of christmas card
But i am burning out again
tonight there is fever in my veins
Mama, dear
all the love you gave
i guess thereand's really nothing
nothing much to save
this place is as steardy as i feel myself
there are still some riches
at the roosevelt
that evening prayer
those memories
in my little bedroom, mama, on my
knees
thatand's where i am at
down in los angeles
And i am burning out again
and i must rise above the shame
tonight there is fever in my veins
Just think of the girl i used to be
you were my age once, mama
twenty-three
i can still hear some of the songs you
used to play
from that summer of love in and'68
seems itand's turned into a winter of hate
And i am burning out again