1. How much between the two flashes of lightning are unveiled,
With branches being clothed in trailing robes.

2. From every blink of their eyelids pours out,
Swords that glisten for a moment with the glow of firebrands.

3. And I stood in its spring, while the palm of its prosperity
Was weaving a gown of light in which it shone radiantly.

4. In vain the threads of rain keep sending down the clouds,
And the sleeves of plants keep unfolding continuously.

5. A plantation of delights, whose breeze blew gently,
Ripping the garments of anemones violently.

6. The iris dances, and the doves are melodies,
Singing, while the edges of the brook clap rhythmically.

7. And the flashes through the clouds like the banner
Of the mighty King, its brilliance shines luminously.