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Y no encontré mejor manera de cerrar el 14 de febrero... que con una canción que como si fuera un barco... "me ha sacado a flote"... es una banda que empiezo a amar... que me empieza a jalar con su música... y que creo que encaja perfectamente con todas las situaciones pre y post "14 de febrero" por lo tanto, aquí está... y probablemente mañana su traducción... uno nunca sabe...

Like a Friend by Pulp

Don't bother saying you're sorry.
Why don't you come in?
Smoke all my cigarettes - againe.
Every time I get no further.
How long has it been?
Come on in now,
Wipe your feet on my dreams.

You take up my time,
Like some cheap magazine,
When I could have been learning something.
Oh well, you know what I mean.

I've done this before.
And I will do it again.
Come on and kill me baby,
while you smile like a friend.
And I'll come running,
Just to do it again.

You are the last drink I never should have drunk.
You are the body hidden in the trunk.
You are the habit I can't seem to kick.
You are my secrets on the front page every week.
You are the car I never should have bought.
You are the train I never should have caught.
You are the cut that makes me hide my face.
You are the party that makes me feel my age.

Like a car crash I can see but I just can't avoid.
Like a plane I've been told I never should board.
Like a film that's so bad but I've gotta stay til the end.
Let me tell you now,
It's lucky for you that we're friends.