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 sandals, prince’s daughter! Your rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a skillful 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 body is like a round goblet, no mixed wine is wanting. Your waist is like a heap of wheat, set about with lilies.
3 Na rhangsuk rhoi tah sakhi rhuinu caphae ca rhoi van pawn ni.
Your two breasts are like two fawns, that are twins of a roe.
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 like an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bathrabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks toward 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 on you is like Carmel. The hair of your head like purple. The king is held captive in its tresses.
6 Lungnah, omthenbawnnah neh sawtthen tangkik tih hmae tangkik.
How beautiful and how pleasant you are, love, for delights!
7 Na sang loh rhophoe a puet tih na rhangsuk loh thaihsu coeng he.
This, your stature, is like a palm tree, your breasts like its fruit.
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, “I will climb up into the palm tree. I will take hold of its fruit.” Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, 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.
Your mouth is like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips of those who are asleep.
10 Kamah he kamah hlo kah coeng tih a lungdueknah tah kamah ham saeh.
I am my beloved’s. His desire is toward me.
11 Kamah hlo aw halo lamtah pong la cet lah sih, vangca ah khaw rhaeh mai sih.
Come, my beloved! Let’s go out into the field. Let’s lodge in the villages.
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’s go early up to the vineyards. Let’s see whether the vine has budded, its blossom is open, and the pomegranates are 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 produce fragrance. At our doors are all kinds of precious fruits, new and old, which I have stored up for you, my beloved.
