It was like time would stop, and the dancer would sort of step through some kind of portal and he wasn't doing anything different than he had ever done, 1,000 nights before, but everything would align.
Com si el temps es detinguera, i el ballarí d'alguna manera travessara una espècie de portal i no estiguera fent res diferent del que ha fet anteriorment, 1.000 nits abans, però tot s'alineara.