| Song | Seven Years |
| Artist | David Byrne |
| Artist | Fatboy Slim |
| Artist | Florence Welch |
| Album | Here Lies Love |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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 |
| 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 Ni o, Santo Ni o | |
| Take good care of him | |
| Santo Ni o, Santo Ni o | |
| 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 Ni o, Santo Ni o | |
| Take good care of him | |
| Santo Ni o, Santo Ni o | |
| Take good care of him | |
| Santo Ni o, Santo Ni o | |
| Take good care of him | |
| Santo Ni o, Santo Ni o | |
| Take good care of him |
| 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 Ni o, Santo Ni o | |
| Take good care of him | |
| Santo Ni o, Santo Ni o | |
| 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 Ni o, Santo Ni o | |
| Take good care of him | |
| Santo Ni o, Santo Ni o | |
| Take good care of him | |
| Santo Ni o, Santo Ni o | |
| Take good care of him | |
| Santo Ni o, Santo Ni o | |
| Take good care of him |