There is music in the
walls of the hall as you pass by
There is music in the voices of strangers you might never meet
There is music at the tip of your tongue dying to be played
For music is not only on the songs we play or the rhythm and tones we hear
It is also in the emotions no word can ever conceive
In the intensity of our passion to express and our capacity to let it out
And when time comes that you no longer find music
HIMIG lends not voices, but our souls in drought for euphony
There is music in the voices of strangers you might never meet
There is music at the tip of your tongue dying to be played
For music is not only on the songs we play or the rhythm and tones we hear
It is also in the emotions no word can ever conceive
In the intensity of our passion to express and our capacity to let it out
And when time comes that you no longer find music
HIMIG lends not voices, but our souls in drought for euphony
A decade has gone while HIMIG continuously inspires Falcons with its passion
for music as it faces its 11th year, with 10 past administrations
that held up HIMIG for its vision aligned with developing musical abilities and
preserving genres, the passion perdures, remains and continues to find root in
the heart of HIMIG as it embraces its recreation, becoming bolder and learning
to soar higher.
Enthusiasts, join us as we venture on new grounds and discover what more HIMIG has to offer.
-jma
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