Song | Seven Years |
Artist | David Byrne |
Artist | Fatboy Slim |
Artist | Florence Welch |
Album | Here Lies Love |
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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 |