Solomon Laa 4
1 Ka cangyaeh nang tah na sakthen ne. Namah tah na samtum te a hnuk kah na vahui mik neh na sakthen ne. Na sam tah Gilead tlang lamkah aka laai maae tuping bangla om.
How beautiful art thou, my love, how beautiful art thou! thy eyes are doves’ eyes, besides what is hid within. Thy hair is as flocks of goats, which Come up from mount Galaad.
2 Na no te tuihlu lamkah aka luei mul rhuep tuping bangla om. Te boeih te phae tih amih te a dueidah laemhong moenih.
Thy teeth as flocks of sheep, that are shorn which come up from the washing, all with twins, and there is none barren among them.
3 Na hmui tah rhuihet a lingdik bangla om tih na olding tah na samtum hnuk ah na baengpae kah tale phaklung bangla rhoeprhui mai.
Thy lips are as a scarlet lace: and thy speech sweet. Thy cheeks are as a piece of a pomegranate, besides that which lieth hid within.
4 Na rhawn tah David kah rhaltoengim bangla om. Te te lungsang neh a sak tih hlangrhalh photling boeih la a soah photling thawngkhat a bang.
Thy neck, is as the tower of David, which is built with bulwarks: a thousand bucklers hang upon it, all the armour of valiant men.
5 Na rhangsuk rhoi tah tuilipai lakli kah aka luem sakhi rhuinu caphae ca rhoi bangla om.
Thy two breasts like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.
6 Khothaih thoeng tih khokhawn a bawt hil murrah tlang hil neh hmueihtui som duela kamah hamla ka cet ni.
Till the day break, and the shadows retire, I will go to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
7 Ka cangyaeh nang tah boeih na sakthen tih na khuiah a lolhmaih om pawh.
Thou art all fair, O my love, and there is not a spot in thee.
8 Vasakung nang Lebanon lamloh kamah taengah, Lebanon lamloh kamah taengah na lo coeng. Amanah lu lamloh, Senir lu neh Hermon lamloh, sathueng khuisaek lamloh, kaihlaeng tlang lamloh na yiin coeng.
Come from Libanus, my spouse, come from Libanus, come: thou shalt be crowned from the top of Amana, from the top of Sanir and Hermon, from the dens of the lions, from the mountains of the leopards.
9 Ka ngannu aw kai nan hloih coeng. Vasakung aw na mik lamkah pakhat pakhat neh, na rhawn kah oi pakhat neh kai nan hloih.
Thou hast wounded my heart, my sister, my spouse, thou hast wounded my heart with one of thy eyes, and with one hair of thy neck.
10 Ka ngannu neh vasanu nang hlo tah sawtthen tangkik. Na hlo tah misurtui lakah hoeikhang tih, botui boeih lakah na situi hmuehmuei tangkik.
How beautiful are thy breasts, my sister, my spouse! thy breasts are more beautiful than wine, and the sweet smell of thy ointments above all aromatical spices.
11 Vasanu nang kah hmuilai ah khoilitui cip tih na lai yung te khoitui neh suktui om. Na himbai kah hmuehmuei khaw Lebanon hmuehmuei bangla om.
Thy lips, my spouse, are as a dropping honeycomb, honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments, as the smell of frankincense.
12 Ka ngannu vasanu tah dum la a mak, lungkuk la a mak, tuisih bangla catui a hnah thil.
My sister, my spouse, is a garden enclosed, a garden enclosed, a fountain sealed up.
13 Khotu tale neh, thaihtae cangtham neh, tlansum rhai-ul neh na pumcumnah.
Thy plants are a paradise of pomegranates with the fruits of the orchard. Cypress with spikenard.
14 Dingtawn rhai-ul, singkaek thingsa, hmueihtui thing boeih, murrah thingul, botui boeilu, cungkuem van pawn ni.
Spikenard and saffron, sweet cane and cinnamon, with all the trees of Libanus, myrrh and aloes with all the chief perfumes.
15 Dum kah tuisih, tuito dongkah hingnah tui neh Lebanon lamloh aka sih pawn ni.
The fountain of gardens: the well of living waters, which run with a strong stream from Libanus.
16 Tlangpuei aw haenghang lamtah tuithim aw ha thoeng laeh. Ka dum he yaap lamtah a botui te sih lah saeh. Kai hlo loh amah dum la cet saeh lamtah a thaihtae cangtham ca lah saeh.
Arise, O north wind, and come, O south wind, blow through my garden, and let the aromatical spices thereof flow.
