1. She saw the light in its rows
And the blossoms shone through its folds

2. And whenever she sang to her tambourine
The lightning startled her, though in her palm

3. A lightning of coffee, glittering
Around it the spheres revolved

4. And its wine—he who drank it did not sober
And its secret made clearer the hidden true path

5. I marveled at her, she the morning sun
How could she shy from the lights?