Song of Solomon 7
1 How beautiful are your feet in sandals, prince’s daughter! Your rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a skillful workman.
Oe bawi canu, khokkhawm na khawm laihoi na khoknaw teh a kamcu poung. Na phainaw teh kathoumnaw ni a sak e aphu kaawm e talung patetlah ao awh.
2 Your body is like a round goblet, no mixed wine is wanting. Your waist is like a heap of wheat, set about with lilies.
Nange na keng teh tui hoi ka kawi e manang lah ao. Na vonpui hai, lili pei hoi ka kawi e cakang pung e lah ao.
3 Your two breasts are like two fawns, that are twins of a roe.
Sanu roi teh sayukca kamphei e hoi a kâvan.
4 Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bathrabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.
Nange na lahuen teh, kasaino imrasang patetlah na mit teh, Heshbon kho, Bethrabbim longkha teng kaawm e, tuiim patetlah na hnawng teh Damaskas kho koe ka kangvawi e, lebanon im hoi a kâvan.
5 Your head on you is like Carmel. The hair of your head like purple. The king is held captive in its tresses.
Nange na lû dawk kaawm e bawilakhung teh, Karmel mon hoi a kâvan. Nange na lû dawk kaawm e na sam hai, opaou e hni hoi a kâvan. Siangpahrang ni sam a vei e hoi a kâvan.
6 How beautiful and how pleasant you are, love, for delights!
Ka pahren e ka tawncanu, nang teh, kai ka nawm nahanelah ahawi poung. Ngai kaawm poung e nuen hoi na kawi.
7 This, your stature, is like a palm tree, your breasts like its fruit.
Nange na rasangravuinae teh, samtuekung patetlah na o teh nange sanunaw hai samtuepaw hoi a kâvan.
8 I said, “I will climb up into the palm tree. I will take hold of its fruit.” Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the smell of your breath like apples.
Samtuekung dawk ka luen vaiteh, a kangnaw hah ka tek han ka ti navah nange sanunaw teh misurbom patetlah thoseh, na kâha hmui teh, Epal hmui patetlah thoseh,
9 Your mouth is like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips of those who are asleep.
Nange na pahni hai katuipounge misurtui patetlah thoseh ao. Hote misurtui teh ka pahren hanelah kalancalah a lawng. Kaipnaw e pahni dawk pouk laipalah a lawng.
10 I am my beloved’s. His desire is toward me.
Kaie ka pahren e tami teh, kaie lah ao patetlah ahnie a ngainae teh kaie lah ao.
11 Come, my beloved! Let’s go out into the field. Let’s lodge in the villages.
Tho leih, ka pahren e, kahrawng e hmuen koe cei vaiteh, khonaw dawk tangmin lae atueng loum sak awh sei.
12 Let’s go early up to the vineyards. Let’s see whether the vine has budded, its blossom is open, and the pomegranates are in flower. There I will give you my love.
Amom lah misur takha koe cet awh sei. Misurkung a hring, hring hoeh maw, a paw rano moi rano hoeh maw, khenhaw! sei. Hote hmuen dawk ka lungpataw e nang hah na poe han.
13 The mandrakes produce fragrance. At our doors are all kinds of precious fruits, new and old, which I have stored up for you, my beloved.
Hloisikungnaw ni hmuitui e kaimae longkha teng radip e a paw katha hoi, karuem e abuemlah ka pahren nang hanelah ka pâtung toe.
