Solomon Laa 2
1 Kai tah Sharon rhaimoei neh tuikol kah tuilipai ni.
I am a rose of Sharon, a flower of the valleys.
2 Mutlo hling puem kah tuilipai bangla tanu lakli tah kamah cangyaeh van pawn ni.
As the lily-flower among the thorns of the waste, so is my love among the daughters.
3 Duup thing lakli thaihthawn kah bangla tongpa lakli ah tah kamah hlo van pawn ni. A hlipkhup ah ka naep tih ka ngol vaengah a thaih khaw ka dang dongah didip mai.
As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood, so is my loved one among the sons. I took my rest under his shade with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
4 Misur im la kai n'khuen tih kai soah amah kah lungnah hnitai a hlaek.
He took me to the house of wine, and his flag over me was love.
5 Ka lungnah he a tloh dongah yukhap neh kai n'duel tih thaihthawn neh kai n'caih sak.
Make me strong with wine-cakes, let me be comforted with apples; I am overcome with love.
6 A banvoei kut te ka lu hmui la a tloeng tih a bantang kut loh kai n'kop.
His left hand is under my head, and his right hand is round about me.
7 Jerusalem nu rhoek nang te kan caeng coeng. Kohong kah sakhi rhuinu long khaw sayuk long khaw n'haeng boel saeh. Lungnah loh a ngaih duela haenghang boeh.
I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes of the field, do not let love be moved till it is ready.
8 Kai hlo ol tah tlang dong a poe, mol dong a buem tih ha pawk coeng he.
The voice of my loved one! See, he comes dancing on the mountains, stepping quickly on the hills.
9 Kamah hlo tah kirhang neh rhangrhaeh ca aka puet ni. Mah kah thoh hlip ah pai he ne, bangbuet lamloh m'hmaitang tih thohhuel lamloh khooi.
My loved one is like a roe; see, he is on the other side of our wall, he is looking in at the windows, letting himself be seen through the spaces.
10 Kamah hlo loh n'doo tih kai taengah, “Ka sakthen neh ka cangyaeh nang te thoo laeh, nang mah halo laeh,” a ti.
My loved one said to me, Get up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
11 Sikding, sikding a poeng atah khonal mael tih amah la cet coeng he.
For, see, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
12 Diklai ah rhaipai phoe tih laa sak tue pai. Mah khohmuen ah vahu ol n'yaak coeng.
The flowers are come on the earth; the time of cutting the vines is come, and the voice of the dove is sounding in our land;
13 Thaibu a haengkang te hminkhah coeng tih, misur thaihmoe loh hmuehmuei a yal coeng. Thoo laeh oe, ka sakthen neh ka cangyaeh nang te lo dae lamtah namah mah lo laeh.
The fig-tree puts out her green fruit and the vines with their young fruit give a good smell. Get up from your bed, my beautiful one, and come away.
14 Ka vahui aw, thaelpang thaelrhaep ah khaw, longpoeng huephael ah khaw na mueimae te kai n'tueng lah. Na ol te tui tih na mueimae a rhoeprhui dongah na ol te ka yaak lah mako.
O my dove, you are in the holes of the mountain sides, in the cracks of the high hills; let me see your face, let your voice come to my ears; for sweet is your voice, and your face is fair.
15 Mah misurdum tah a thaihmoe dongah misurdum aka phae maetang, maetang ca rhoek te mah hamla tu sih.
Take for us the foxes, the little foxes, which do damage to the vines; our vines have young grapes.
16 Kamah hlo tah kamah ham saeh lamtah kai khaw anih hamla tuilipai lakli ah ka luem.
My loved one is mine, and I am his: he takes his food among the flowers.
17 Khothaih thoeng tih khokhawn a rhaelrham hil khaw mael laeh. Kai hlo nang loh tlang naeng kah kirhang neh rhangrhaeh ca khaw puet lah.
Till the evening comes, and the sky slowly becomes dark, come, my loved one, and be like a roe on the mountains of Bether.
