Solomon Laa 7
1 Na kho te hlangcong canu kah khokhom neh sawtthen tangkik. Na phai dongkah phaibong khaw kutthai kut kah bibi neh himbai bangla om.
How beautiful are your feet in their shoes, O king's daughter! The curves of your legs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a good workman:
2 Na yenrhui te kueluek baeldung bangla homtui long khaw vaitah pawh. Na bungko te khaw tuilipai loh cang hlom neh a ven.
Your stomach is a store of grain with lilies round it, and in the middle a round cup full of wine.
3 Na rhangsuk rhoi tah sakhi rhuinu caphae ca rhoi van pawn ni.
Your two breasts are like two young roes of the same birth.
4 Na rhawn tah rhaltoeng vueino van pawn ni. Na mik tah Bathrabbim vongka kah Heshbon tuibuem van pawn ni. Na hnarhong tah Damasku rhaldan aka tawt Lebanon rhaltoengim van pawn ni.
Your neck is as a tower of ivory; your eyes like the waters in Heshbon, by the doorway of Bath-rabbim; your nose is as the tower on Lebanon looking over Damascus:
5 Na sokah na lu tah Karmel tlang van pawn ni. Na lu samloeng tah manghai sammuei, daidi samdueng van pawn ni.
Your head is like Carmel, and the hair of your head is like purple, in whose net the king is prisoner.
6 Lungnah, omthenbawnnah neh sawtthen tangkik tih hmae tangkik.
How beautiful and how sweet you are, O love, for delight.
7 Na sang loh rhophoe a puet tih na rhangsuk loh thaihsu coeng he.
You are tall like a palm-tree, and your breasts are like the fruit of the vine.
8 “Rhophoe dongah ka yoeng saeh lamtah a koi te ka hlan eh,’ ka ti. Na rhangsuk tah misur thaihsu bangla om laeh saeh. Na hnarhong hmueih tah thaihthawn van pawn ni.
I said, Let me go up the palm-tree, and let me take its branches in my hands: your breasts will be as the fruit of the vine, and the smell of your breath like apples;
9 Na ka tah misurtui then van pawn ni. Oila Kamah hlo taengah caeh vaengah no neh lai khaw vanat la khuep uh.
And the roof of your mouth like good wine flowing down smoothly for my loved one, moving gently over my lips and my teeth.
10 Kamah he kamah hlo kah coeng tih a lungdueknah tah kamah ham saeh.
I am for my loved one, and his desire is for me.
11 Kamah hlo aw halo lamtah pong la cet lah sih, vangca ah khaw rhaeh mai sih.
Come, my loved one, let us go out into the field; let us take rest among the cypress-trees.
12 Thoo sih, misurdum te so sih. Misur khaw a cuen khaming, thaihmoe loh culh tih tale khaw khooi coeng. Teah te kamah hlo te nang taengah kam pae eh.
Let us go out early to the vine-gardens; let us see if the vine is in bud, if it has put out its young fruit, and the pomegranate is in flower. There I will give you my love.
13 Hloih he a bo rhim. Tedae mah kah thohka ah cangtham he a rhuem a thai la cungkuem tih ka hlo nang ham ka khoem.
The mandrakes give out a sweet smell, and at our doors are all sorts of good fruits, new and old, which I have kept for my loved one.
