Solomon Laa 5
1 Ka ngannu vasanu aw, kamah dum la ka lo coeng. Ka murrah neh ka botui te ka bit. Ka duup neh ka khoitui ka caak. Ka misurtui neh ka suktui khaw ka ok coeng. Rhoihui Ka hui long khaw ca saeh. O saeh lamtah ka hlo rhoek khaw rhuihmil pai saeh.
[HE] I have entered my garden, my sister, bride, I have plucked my myrrh, with my balsam, I have eaten the honey of my thicket, I have drunk my wine, with my milk: —Eat ye, O friends, Drink, yea drink abundantly, ye beloved!
2 Ka ih muelh vaengah ka hlo kah a khoek ol loh ka lungbuei a haeng. Ka ngannu, ka cangyaeh, ka vahui neh ka cuemhmuet aw kai hamla ong pai. Ka lu dongkah ka sampin khaw khoyin tuicip, buemtui hah coeng.
[SHE] I, was sleeping, but, my heart, was awake, —The voice of my beloved—knocking! Open to me, my sister, my fair one, my dove, my perfect one, for, my head, is filled with dew, my locks, with the moisture of the night.
3 Ka angkidung te ka pit coeng tih metlam ka bai eh? Ka kho te ka silh dae metlam ka ti sak eh?
I have put off my tunic, oh how shall I put it on? I have bathed my feet, oh how shall I soil them?
4 Ka hlo loh a kut te a put longah a thawt tih anih ham ka ko umya.
My beloved, thrust in his hand, at the window, and, my feelings, were deeply moved for him:
5 Kamah hlo te ong pah ham kamah ka thoh vaengah ka kut dongah murrah cip. Ka kutdawn dongkah murrah te thohhna kut dongla long.
I myself, arose, to open to my beloved, —and, my hands, dripped with myrrh, and, my fingers, with myrrh distilling, upon the handles of the bolt.
6 Ka hlo hamla ka ong pah vaengah ka hlo tah dongpam tih khum. Ka hinglu tah anih voek hamla cet coeng. Anih te ka toem dae amah ka hmuh moenih. Amah ka khue dae kai n'doo moenih.
I myself, opened to my beloved, but, my beloved, had turned away, had passed on, —My soul, had gone out when he spake, I sought him, but found him not, I called him, but he answered not.
7 Khopuei ah aka hil tih aka tawt rhoek loh kai m'hmuh tih kai te n'ngawn uh. Vongtung aka tawt rhoek loh kai te n'hi sak uh tih ka pum dong lamkah ka lumuek hni te a phueih uh.
The watchmen who were going round in the city, found me, they smote me, wounded me, —The watchmen of the walls, took away my cloak from off me.
8 Jerusalem nu nang te ka caeng coeng. Kai hlo te na hmu koinih ka lungnah a tloh te a taengah metlam na thui eh?
I adjure you, ye daughters of Jerusalem, —If ye find my beloved, what will ye tell him? That, sick with love, I am.
9 Huta khuikah sakthen aw, kai hlo lakah nang hlo te metlam a om? Kaimih nan caeng van bangla a hlo lakah nang hlo tah tloe a?
[DAUGHTERS OF JERUSALEM] What is thy beloved more than any other beloved, thou most beautiful among women? What is thy beloved more than any other beloved, that, thus, thou hast adjured us?
10 Kamah hlo tah ngo tih thim, a thawngsang soah hnitai la pai.
[SHE.] My beloved, is white and ruddy, conspicuous beyond ten thousand:
11 A lu tah sui kah suicilh la om, a sampin bu tih vangak bangla muem.
His head, is pure gold, —his locks, are bushy, black as a raven;
12 A mik rhoi tah sokca tui taengkah vahui bangla, suktui neh a yuh tih a hol hnothen bangla om.
His eyes, like doves, by the channels of water, —bathing in milk, set as gems in a ring:
13 A kam rhoi tah canglak botui, rhaltoeng bo-ul bangla, a hmuilai tah tuilipai neh murrah tuicip la long.
His cheeks, like a raised bed of balsam, growing plants of perfume, —His lips, lilies, dripping with myrrh distilling:
14 A kut tah timsuih neh a moep sui hnaai van pawn ni. A bung khaw vueino saphi, minhum mueithuh van pawn ni.
His hands, cylinders of gold, set with topaz, —His body, wrought work of ivory, covered with sapphires:
15 A phai rhoi tah suicilh buenhol dongkah a sut lungbok tung van pawn ni. A mueimae neh Lebanon kah lamphai thing coelh van pawn ni.
His legs, pillars of white marble, founded on sockets of gold, —His form, like Lebanon, choice as cedars:
16 Kamah hlo he a ka didip tih a pum la ngailaemnah la om. He tah ka hui Jerusalem nu.
His mouth, most sweet, yea, altogether, he is delightful, —This, is my beloved, yea, this, is my dear one, ye daughters of Jerusalem.
