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- The Sage at Dusk -
His name [nom] is "Sage" [Savant]
More precisely, that's what most people call him...
His true name is completely unknown...
The first time I met him was...
At the dusk of a certain spring day... in a deserted suburban park...
Good evening [Bonsoir]
Young Miss [Mademoiselle]
Such a gloomy face you have - Is something troubling you?
Earlier... you went around the fountain 11 times...
That's around 704 steps... exactly 337 meters...
I have a foolish proposal... but how about it?
If you're fine with me... then I'd like to become your adviser
First there was no one - that makes zero [zéro]...
I [moi] appeared there - that makes one [un]...
Then you [toi] appeared - that makes two [deux]...
Just within simple formulas lies the truth...
Closing yourself off from even such simple things, there are bound to be times you don't realize...
Hey there, how are you doing [salut]
Young Miss [Mademoiselle]...
Did you find any solutions to your troubles from the other day?
It's been one week since our parting...
168 hours...
10080 minutes...
and 604800 seconds...
yet another 23 seconds have passed while I was talking...
Yet again, today,
I'd like to become you adviser as well."
The horizon of morning and night that makes two [deux]...
The grave [place] where the king [roi] of time sleeps - that makes three [trois]...
The glittering eternal stardust that makes five [cinq]...
Even within simple prime numbers lies the truth...
Closing yourself from all kinds of simple things, there are bound to be things you don't realize...
Shall I factor [take apart] your sadness?
Shall I find the highest common factor [number] of your happiness?
Wipe your tears... come now... and stand... because your path still goes on...
I see [en effect]
To give birth or not to give birth...
That is the biggest... so to speak, problem...
The morning of happiness... and the night of sadness... all of them are yours...
A song story connected... to ones yet unseen...
stories [roman] that brings songs to life...
Every time the "Windmill" continues to spin "Beautiful" illusions are weaved in silence
Outside the flickering of the "Flame" The fools who reach out their "Arms"
Yearn to grasp as many "Jewels" as possible And wander between "Morning" and"Night"
Even within the glitter of the sand of "Stardust" The "Wine" charms sweet intoxication
From within the cage that should be avoided, the "Sage" May ask them of the true meaning behind the "Message"
When the "Angel" leaves The "Horizon" will know of the fifth story...
Roman...
The repeating "History" revolves around "Death" and "Loss"
"Paradise" and "Hell" After the "Boy" leaves
What kind of "Story" [Roman] will be created there?
"Are you afraid of hurt?
Are you afraid of loss?
Are you afraid to believe?
That's why... I'd like to become your adviser."
If you regret the morning of your arrival...
Then you shouldn't give birth to more pain...
If you acknowledge the night of your leaving...
The that child should love "Life" as well...
Young Miss- [Chloe] Shall I factor [take apart] your sadness?
Shall I find the highest common factor [number] of your happiness?
Wipe off the dust... come now... and set off... because your path still goes on...
Goodbye [au revoir]
"Young Miss, it seems like your heart is set.
Then... come now... lift up you chest and go forth,
Everyone aim for your own Horizon [Roman]!
"I've been looking for you, Christophe."
"Can Roman be found here?"