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The Sacred Works of Ryan Cayabyab The Sacred Works of Ryan Cayabyab
Category Praise
Label BMG
Artist Ryan Cayabyab

  • Misa 2000
  • Kyrie
  • Gloria
  • Credo
  • Sanctus
  • Agnus Dei
  • Te Deum
  • Aquesta Me Guiaba
  • Aba Po, Santa Mariang Reyna
  • Anima Christi

Ngayon At Kailanman Ngayon At Kailanman
Category Standard
Label Vicor
Artist Basil Valdez

  • Ngayon At Kailanman
  • Paraisong Parisukat
  • Kastilyong Buhangin
  • Siya Na Ba
  • Kahit Ika'y Paniginip Lang
  • You
  • Lead Me Lord
  • Sana Ay Ikaw Na Nga
  • Paano Na Ang Mangarap
  • Let The Pain Remain
  • Iduyan Mo
  • Muling Buksan Ang Puso
  • Nais Ko
  • Corner Of The Sky

Himig Natin Re-issue series Himig Natin Re-issue series
Category Rock
Label Vicor
Artist Juan dela Cruz Band

  • Take You Home
  • I Wanna Say Yeah
  • Round and Around
  • Blues Train
  • Rock & Roll Sa Ulan
  • Shake Your Brain
  • Mamasyal Sa Pilipinas
  • Big Boss Man
  • Himig Natin

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