Verse
Kaleko haizea, hotz eta zuri, dirurik gabe, baina bihotzari, gitarrak dardara, oihu bat da, pobreen rocka, ez da isilduko ja.
Verse
Ez dugu urrezko disko bat, ezta limusinarik, ezta palmat, baina gure soinua kalean da, egia kantatzen, sua pizten da.
Chorus
Aita langilea, ama nekatua, haien ametsak dira gure partitura, ez da fama, ez da luxua, baina gure doinuak du indarra eta grina.
Bridge
Zer da rocka, ba? Ez da soilik soinua, bizitzaren kontra egindako borroka, pobreen ahotsa, altxatzen dena, ez da isiltzen, ezta ilunenean.
Final Chorus
Gaur gaua da gure eszenatokia, farolen azpian, bihotzaren magia, ez dugu dirurik, baina bai arima, rock and roll-a da gure arma fina.


Style of Music
Original film soundtrack. Full orchestra and choirs. Epic classical melody for films, urban rock, or melodic punk with intro, climax, and ending, hard rock notes... inspired by lyrics

Story
Farolen Azpian: The Story of a Scream
In a neighborhood forgotten by tourist maps, where the wind blew cold and white between cracked buildings, lived a group of young people with more fire in their hearts than coins in their pockets. They had no record label, no manager, no car to take them to concerts. But they had something you can't buy: a trembling guitar, a voice that wouldn't shut up, and a dream inherited from parents who worked themselves to the bone.
Every night, under the flickering streetlights, they set up their makeshift stage: a corner, a beer crate as a drum kit, a borrowed amplifier. The audience was the neighbors, the curious children, the elderly who still believed in music as consolation. They didn't sing for fame. They sang so the truth wouldn't rust.
Their rock wasn't made of gold, it was made of iron forged in daily struggle. The lyrics spoke of tired mothers, of fathers dreaming in silence, of rage turned into melody. Each chord was a spark. Each verse, a barricade against oblivion.
One night, while the city slept and the television spotlights shone on other worlds, they lit their own light. The guitar roared like a wolf. The singer's voice, broken but firm, shouted: "Ez da isiltzen, ezta ilunenean." It doesn't shut up, not even in the darkness.
And something changed.
It wasn't fame. It wasn't money. It was respect. The neighborhood began to beat to the rhythm of their music. The walls were filled with verses. The children learned that art can also be resistance. That rock and roll, when it comes from the soul, is a fine weapon.

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Sonic Universe 

Ez Gara Isilduko

Between myths, stories and galaxies... welcome to my Sonic Universe.

There are songs that aren't just heard... they are remembered like a dream or felt like a ritual.
I am J. Bilbao, creator of worlds where music intertwines with Basque and international legends, forgotten constellations, and stories you may have never heard. Every note I compose, every word I write, is born from a cross between the ancestral and the futuristic.

🎶 I'm arranging and uploading to the Sonic Universe space all my compositions from the last twenty-five years (2000-2025), +1000 original Soundtracks explore everything "Sonic Universe" & "Symphony"...

Here I don't just share songs... I share visions.

If you've ever been moved by a story that seemed written for you, if you've ever felt like a melody spoke to you from another time or planet... then this space is yours too.

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