Sharaku
Sharaku in every line
Mysteries of the heart define
Brushstrokes that reveal the night
In his art we find the light
In shadows deep where secrets lie
A brush of ink a keen eye
Captured souls in fleeting time
Eternal faces life's sublime
In shadows deep where secrets lie
A brush of ink a keen eye
Captured souls in fleeting time
Eternal faces life's sublime
Beneath the mask emotions flare
A silent tale a hidden glare
Expressions bold in vivid hue
The world he sees the world we knew
Sharaku in every line
Mysteries of the heart define
Brushstrokes that reveal the night
In his art we find the light
In Edo's streets the actors play
Their roles in life night and day
He captures truth in every glance
A fleeting world a timeless dance
In Edo's streets the actors play
Their roles in life night and day
He captures truth in every glance
A fleeting world a timeless dance
Sharaku in every line
Mysteries of the heart define
Brushstrokes that reveal the night
In his art we find the light
Faces change but stories stay
Through the years they never fray
In each portrait a piece of soul
Sharaku's touch makes us whole
Faces change but stories stay
Through the years they never fray
In each portrait a piece of soul
Sharaku's touch makes us whole
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