Seven Years - David Byrne, Fatboy Slim, Shara Nova

Aquino:

For seven years I’ve been in here

Seven years down in the hole-they said

«Your watch, your glasses and your wedding ring

You won’t need them anymore»

I felt abandoned-I felt cast aside

So where is God who never sleeps?

I heard a voice say, «Why do you cry?»

Then I found my inner peace

Imelda:

Ninoy, you were my first love

But you said I was too tall

The heart gets stronger and grows colder

For the Rose of Tacloban

Aquino:

I begged to God could he forgive me now?

And take back all those things I said

This moment was a gift from above

Maybe it’s some kind of test

Imelda:

Santo Niño, Santo Niño

Take good care of him

Santo Niño, Santo Niño

Take good care of him

Ninoy, remember a long time ago

You used to walk me to my home?

Who set you free? Who built this hospital?

You think I hate you but you’re wrong

Aquino:

For seven years I wore this crucifix

A necklace that watched over me

Face to face with mortality

I let go of all my fears

Imelda:

Now my husband he might hate you

But you know I saved your life

Ninoy, don’t be a hero

I beg you, don’t get on that flight

Imelda:

Santo Niño, Santo Niño

Take good care of him

Santo Niño, Santo Niño

Take good care of him

Santo Niño, Santo Niño

Take good care of him

Santo Niño, Santo Niño

Take good care of him