Who can understand the spreading of the clouds, the thunderings of his pavilion? ¹ 

you built yourself a chamber ¹  and put up a pavilion ²  in every public square.

At the head of every street you erected your pavilion and you disgraced ¹  your beauty when you spread ²  your legs to every passerby and multiplied your promiscuity.

When you built your chamber at the head of every street and put up your pavilion in every public square, you were not like a prostitute, because you scoffed at payment. ¹