Solomon Labu 6
1 Zailom: Nagoldei hoiya che hitam, O melhoi kidang lanu? Nahin holpeh-uvinge, nei seipeh’un hoilam ajot ham?
Whither is thy friend gone, O fairest of women? whither hath thy friend turned himself? that we may seek him with thee?—
2 Mounu: Kagoldeipa muinam theiho pahna ahonleijah akumsuh tai, hon leilaija akelngoite vahding le Lily pahho loukhom ding in.
My beloved is gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3 Keima ka ngaipenpa-a kahin, ama keija ahi. Ama akelngoi Lily pah lah’a avah-e.
I am my friend's, and my friend is mine: he that feedeth among the lilies.—
4 Moulang: Ngainu, namelhoi ngeije, vetnom umtah Tirzah khopi, Jerusalem tobang’in na hoijin; galsat-galhang hon ponlap akidop bang uvin na thupi-e.
Thou art beautiful, O my beloved, like Thirzah, comely like Jerusalem, terrible as armies encamped round their banners.
5 Namit tenin avet nalang heiphei jin, ijeh-inem itileh na hoinan haisa mo in eilhai. Nasam kailha jong Gilead lhangdunga kon kel-hon hung kijotsuh abang jeng’e.
Turn away thy eyes from me, for they have excited me: thy hair is like a flock of goats that come quietly down from mount Gil'ad.
6 Naha ho kelngoi kihet ngousel jouchet’na kisop thengsel bang in akangleh jeng’e. Na mehiuheo dan nolnabei ahi in, na hatu jouse jong akigolkhom dildel uve.
Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes which are come up from the washing, all of which bear twins, and there is not one among them that is deprived of her young.
7 Na bengmai langto jong na ponlukhuh noijah kolbuthei chang asan jitjet abang jeng’e.
Like the half of the pomegranate is the upper part of thy cheek behind thy vail.
8 Lengnu somgup, thaikem somget chule sim’a simsenlou nungah khangdong aum in,
Sixty are the queens, and eighty the concubines, and the young women without number;
9 Hijeng jongleh kenvang ka vakho, achamkim pen nu-anun adeilhen pen, ahing nun dottah’a angailut pen nu bou hi ka deilhen pen’e. Nungah khangdong hon jong angai sang uvin, lengnu tamtah le leng inpia thaikemho jeng in jong ngaisang nan ala choijun:
But one alone is my dove, my guiltless one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the chosen of her that bore her: maidens see her, and call her happy; yea, queens and concubines, and praise her.
10 “Koi hija ham, taikho vah banga hung vahdoh-a, chollha banga vet-hoi lheh jenga, nisa banga vah emsela, galsat ho ponlap dop banga gimnei jeng hi?” atiuvin ahi.
Who is this that shineth forth like the morning-dawn, beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, terrible as armies encamped round their banners?
11 Mounu: Kei jong ka kumsuh-e beleija bepah veding le phaichama hamhing hung dondoh thahho veding, chule lengpigui ho dondoh soh tam, kolbutheiho jong pahsoh hitam ti gave lha ding in.
Into the nut-garden was I gone down, to look about among the plants of the valley, to see whether the vine had blossomed, whether the pomegranates had budded.
12 Hinlah keiman ka kigeldoh masang in, ka lhangai mama jeng na lungthim chun eipui lut tai; keidia milalpa sakol kangtol sung ah.
I knew not [how it was], my soul made me [like] the chariots of my noble people.
13 Zailom: Hung kile in, hung kile kit tan, O Shulam nungahnu. Hung kinung heijin, hung kit in, i-kimuto kit theina diuvin. Moulang: Shulam nungahnun lamthem ho golnia akigol uva alam nau kikah-a achephei dimdem khu i-dinga nanghon na galdot jing’u hitantem?
Return, return, O Shulammith; return, return, that we may look upon thee. “What will ye see in the Shulammith?” As though it were the dance of a double company.
