Solomon Laa 2
1 Kai tah Sharon rhaimoei neh tuikol kah tuilipai ni.
I am a crocus of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.
2 Mutlo hling puem kah tuilipai bangla tanu lakli tah kamah cangyaeh van pawn ni.
As a lily among thorns, 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 beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, his fruit was sweet to my taste.
4 Misur im la kai n'khuen tih kai soah amah kah lungnah hnitai a hlaek.
He brought me to the banquet hall, and his banner over me was love.
5 Ka lungnah he a tloh dongah yukhap neh kai n'duel tih thaihthawn neh kai n'caih sak.
Strengthen me with raisins, refresh me with apples; For I am faint 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. His right hand embraces 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 adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles, or by the does of the field, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.
8 Kai hlo ol tah tlang dong a poe, mol dong a buem tih ha pawk coeng he.
The voice of my beloved. Look, he comes, leaping on the mountains, skipping 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 beloved is like a gazelle or a young deer. Look, he stands behind our wall. He looks in at the windows. He glances through the lattice.
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 beloved spoke, and said to me, "Rise up, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.
11 Sikding, sikding a poeng atah khonal mael tih amah la cet coeng he.
For, look, 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 appear on the earth. The time of the singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard 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 ripens her green figs. The vines are in blossom. They give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, 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.
My dove in the clefts of the rock, In the hiding places of the mountainside, Let me see your face. Let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.
15 Mah misurdum tah a thaihmoe dongah misurdum aka phae maetang, maetang ca rhoek te mah hamla tu sih.
Catch for us the foxes, the little foxes that spoil the vineyards; for our vineyards are in blossom.
16 Kamah hlo tah kamah ham saeh lamtah kai khaw anih hamla tuilipai lakli ah ka luem.
My beloved is mine, and I am his. He browses among the lilies.
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.
Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of Bether.
