Solomon Labu 5
1 Moulang: Keima ka kallha luttai ka honlei, kagoulu, kajidinu komah! Keiman Myrrh toh amuinam theiho ka chomkhom in, ka khoiphanga khoiju ka chop’e. Ka lengpitwi toh bongnoi ka don’e.
I have come into my garden, my sister, [my] spouse: I have gathered my myrrh, with my spice; I have eaten my honey-comb with my honey; I have drank my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yes, drink abundantly, O beloved.
2 Zailom: O goldei le ngai umte, neuvin lang, don un! Henge, ngailutna hi donkham vaset un.
I sleep, but my heart waketh: [it is] the voice of my beloved that knocketh, [saying], Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, [and] my locks with the drops of the night.
3 Mounu: Keima ka-ihmun, hinlah kalung alimgeh-e kangai penpan kot ahin kiuva eihin kou awgin: “Kot neihonin, O kagoulu, kangainu, kavakhu, kadinga chamkimpen; ka lujang daitwi akottan, ka jangsam daitwi alhopsoh tai,” tia ahinsei kajah chun keiman kadonbut in: “Keiman von kana kisutlhah man tan, kahung kivon kit ding ham? Ka keng kana kisop ngim tan, ka chotnen kit ding ham?”
I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
4 Kangai penpan kot chu ahin hong gotan, hichun ka lung thathou lheh jeng tai.
My beloved put in his hand by the hole [of the door], and my bowels were moved for him.
5 Keiman ka dongmapa kot honpeh ding in thanom tah in ka chomdoh-in, ka khut chung ah jong gimnamtwi kavatnatsah-in ahi. Ka khut jung Myrrh gimtwija chun kotkil chu kahong tan ahi.
I rose up to open to my beloved: and my hands dropped [with] myrrh, and my fingers [with] sweet-smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
6 Kangai penpa din kot kahonpeh tan, hinlah ama anaum tapoi! Kalung lhadah del jeng tai. Ama holnan kadahlen, hinlah kamu jouta poi. Ka koule-in hinlah adonbutna awgin akija tapoi.
I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, [and] was gone: my soul failed when he spoke: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
7 Janlaija khongah hon khosung avel le laijun eihung mudoh-un, eijep pop chetchut jeng un, ka ponlukhuh eihodoh peh-un ahi.
The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my vail from me.
8 Vo Jerusalem chanute, katem nahiuve-kadongmapa na kimupi khah bang uleh, ama lhangai nan ka tahsa akem lheh jeng tai tihi neina seipeh tauvin.
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I [am] sick with love.
9 Zailom: Idinga na dongma pachu midang jouse sanga dei um chomdeh hija ham, O melhoi kidang lanu? Ipin na dongma pachu atumbeh-a alulsah chom hija keihon nei temnau chu ka nun diu ham?
What [is] thy beloved more than [another] beloved, O thou fairest among women? what [is] thy beloved more than [another] beloved, that thou dost so charge us?
10 Mounu: Kangai penpa chu donghoisel in avouso ajolsel in, aemsel jeng in, midang asang-aja sang in ahoijoi.
My beloved [is] white and ruddy, the chief among ten thousand.
11 Alujang chu songmantam sang in ahoijon, asam jang va-ah vom bang in avom’e.
His head [is as] the most fine gold, his locks [are] bushy, [and] black as a raven.
12 Amit teni khaltwi panga tou vakhu bang in aval lheng in, sana khiba bongnoitwi-a kisop ngimsel tobang ahi.
His eyes [are] as [the eyes] of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, [and] fitly set.
13 Abengmai chu muinampah honlei, gimtwi hinlhut dohji tobang khu ahi. Ane geiteni jong Lily pah Myrrh gimtwi kichap khum tobang ahi.
His cheeks [are] as a bed of spices, [as] sweet flowers: his lips [like] lilies, dropping sweet-smelling myrrh.
14 Abanjang jong sana pum kihehkol’a sana pahjema kijempol bangin alhanlhaije. Atahsa pum saiha kinotval lhenga, Sapphire songa ki tomjol toh abang’e.
His hands [are as] gold rings set with the beryl: his belly [is as] bright ivory overlaid [with] sapphires.
15 Akengteni jong sana khomtoa kon kitungdoh ngunsong khom abang’e. Atahsa gongso adingchah-in, Lebanon lhang bang in ahuikaijin, alhang lehvuma Cedar thing huikai abang’e.
His legs [are as] pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance [is] as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
16 Akamsung alhum in, imalam jousea dei umtah chu ahi. Vo Jerusalem chanute, ka ngaipen; ka goldei chu hitobang chu ahi.
His mouth [is] most sweet: yes, he [is] altogether lovely. This [is] my beloved, and this [is] my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
