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Bisrock!

Bisrock. The rising phenomenon all over Visayas and Mindanao has recently had another stage of its popularity with the album launching of the now acclaimed indie bisrocker Missing Filemon. The carrier single of the band's second album Sine Sine has caught the Cebuanos by storm.

Sine Sine

Sine-sine wala ta'y laing lingaw
Kandila luyo sa habol
Katawang binayran ug pisong kinawat
Sa gubaong pitakang lola

Anino sa mga artistang papel
Gihinganlan ta'g si Pedro'g Sabel
Silang bida ning atong istorya
Sa gugma nga wa'y katumanan

Sine, sine, sine sa bata pa
Di na unta matapos pa
Bisan paman sa pagdagan sa panahon
Lantawon mga eksena nga molabay
Tanang tawo makasakay
Saksihan ta ang pagdagan sa panahon
Panahon

Sige-sige hala'ng imong paglakaw
Ayaw'g kahadlok may kahayag
Mudan-ag sa dalang mangitngit
Lakip na ang langit daw lapad nga adlaw

Ang kinabuhi sugilanong hiwi
Kalipay, kasakit ug kalami
Silang bida niining salida
Sa gugma nga way katuman

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