Solomon Labu 1
1 Zailom: Hiche hi Solomon la ho lah’a apipen, adang jouse sanga thupi ahi.
2 Mounu: Neichop in lang, avel in neichop in, ajeh chu nei deibolna chu lengpitwi sang in jong alhumjoi.
Bride: May he kiss me with the kiss of his mouth. Groom to Bride: So much better than wine are your breasts,
3 Gimnamtwi nakinu chu iti namtwija hitam, namin ngei hi agim namtwi kitungdoh tobang ahi. Akidang poi, khangdong nungah jousen hibang loma nahin deiju hi!
fragranced with the finest perfumes. Bride to Groom: Your name is oil that has been poured out; therefore, the maidens have loved you.
4 Kei jong neipuijin, hung in; kijam ta hite! Lengpan ajalna pindan’ah ei puilut hen. Zailom: Iti kahin kipapiu hitam, O Lengpa. Na milungset dan hi lengpitwi sang in ka ngaisang jouve. Mounu: Nahin ngaisangnau hi adih tangeiye!
Draw me forward. Chorus to Bride: We will run after you in the odor of your perfumes. Bride to Chorus: The king has led me into his storerooms. Chorus to Bride: We will exult and rejoice in you, remembering your breasts above wine. Groom to Bride: The righteous love you.
5 Keima ka vouso avom vang'in kamelhoi nai, Vo Jerusalem Chanute-Cedar phaiya ponbuh kisongho banga vom, Solomon pondal banga vom chu ka hinai.
Bride to Chorus: O daughters of Jerusalem: I am black, but shapely, like the tabernacles of Kedar, like the tents of Solomon.
6 Kavouso avom jeh-in, Neihin vehih-uvin-nisan ei kahdup jeh ahibouve. Ka sopi pasal ho ka chung ah alunghang uve, alengpi leiju vekol ding in eino uvin, hijeh chun kei le kei ka kijen joupoi; keima lengpilei ka kivet kol man poi.
Do not be concerned that I am dark, for the sun has changed my color. The sons of my mother have fought against me. They have made me the keeper of the vineyards. My own vineyard I have not kept.
7 Nei seipeh-in, O goldei, tuni na kelngoi honho hoilama na puiding ham? Sun teng hoikoma na kol sah ding ham? Ajeh chu keima hi noti banga naloi-napaiho chule kelngoite lah’a iti ka vavai le jeng thei ding ham?
Bride to Groom: Reveal to me, you whom my soul loves, where you pasture, where you recline at midday, lest I begin to wander after the flocks of your companions.
8 Moulang: Na het loule, O nungah melhoipen nu; ka kelngoi ho kikaina nung juiyin lang, kelngoi chingho ponbuh vel’a chun na kelchate vah-in.
Groom to Bride: If you yourself do not know, O most beautiful among women, then go out and follow after the steps of the flocks, and pasture your young goats beside the tabernacles of the shepherds.
9 O ka deinu, na nunnop dan hi Pharaoh sakol lagol lah-a khat toh nabang’e.
O my love, I have compared you to my company of horsemen against the chariots of Pharaoh.
10 Na bengmai alangtoa hi iti deium hitam! Na bilba tenin asal emsel jeng’e! Nangong jong iti dei um hitam, na sana bilba hung kailha chun ajem hoi be cheh-e.
Your cheeks are beautiful, like those of a turtledove. Your neck is like a bejeweled collar.
11 Zailom: Sanavui sempeh-ungting, kicheina ding dangkavui toh thosah-unge.
Chorus to Bride: We will fashion for you chains of gold, accented with reddened silver.
12 Mounu: Lengpa jalkhun chung ah alum in, gimnamtwi ka kinu gimnam hi aki tunglut jel jeng’e.
Bride to Chorus: While the king was taking his rest, my aromatic ointment sent forth its odor.
13 Ka goldeipa hi ka ang-a Myrrh gim namtwi theineo kikhai abangin ahi.
My beloved is a bundle of myrrh to me. He shall abide between my breasts.
14 Ama hi En-gedi lengpileiya henna pahcha-boh toh abange.
My beloved is a cluster of Cyprus grapes to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi.
15 Moulang: Iti hoiya hoi nahi hitam, O ka goldei nu! Namit teni hi vakho te abang jeng’e.
Groom to Bride: Behold, you are beautiful, O my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are those of a dove.
16 Mounu: Nangma jong na hoi ngeije, O goldei, kam’a seidoh jou hoi hilouvin dei na um nalom’e! Hampa dong nem hiuheo khu i-jalkhun lhon ding in alom e.
Bride to Groom: Behold, you are handsome, O my beloved, and graceful. Our bed is flourishing.
17 Namtwi tah Cedar thingbah ho jeng jong i-inkam lhon ding in apang uvin, chahthing ho jeng jong i-insun lhon ding in apang’uve.
Groom to Bride: The timbers of our houses are of cedar; our ceilings are of cypress.
