Estrella: I was just a young girl A girl with curly hair Your mother called me family I became quite close to her
I handled all the money Washed the clothes and made the meals In the night she’d wake up screaming So you children slept with me
Estrella & Imelda: They called us garage people Where we lived there, you and me When you’re poor—it’s like you’re naked And every drop of rain you feel
Estrella: When it rained we slept on boxes There was water all around
Imelda: But the people in the big house Never bothered to find out No clothes, no bed, no jewelry Sometimes I had no shoes
Estrella: A typhoon came—the house collapsed And the neighbors passed us food
Estrella & Imelda: They called us garage people Where we lived there, you and me When you’re poor—it’s like you’re naked And every drop of rain you feel
Every little tiny drop of rain you feel—every drop of rain Every little tiny drop of rain you feel—every drop of rain
Estrella: I handled our finances I myself was never paid
Imelda: My teachers paid a visit I felt, felt so ashamed
But I had kept my dignity Some things cannot be killed
I smiled and kept my head up A Romualdez I was still
Estrella & Imelda: Every little tiny drop of rain you feel—every drop of rain Every little tiny drop of rain you feel—every drop of rain