1. He still opens doors and closes them
Before me, and opens a door after struggling

2. Until a lamp lit up beneath a veil
The houris have tender glances, their eyelids languid

3. They bare their teeth for amusement and pleasure against the cold
Lightning flashed, revealing a dark, towering cloud

4. As if their eyes looked at me
The eyes of a gazelle or a fawn of the thicket

5. Their beauty seduced me until dawn betrayed them
A lover called at dawn's whiteness, complaining

6. When he made the first call to prayer, I heard
I took my garment and went on my way