Song of Solomon 2
1 I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valley.
Kai loe Sharon ih Rose pawk, azawn ih lili pawk ah ka oh.
2 Like a lily among the thorns is my darling among the maidens.
Ka tlangai loe tanglanawk hoi patah naah, nang loe soekhring salak ih lili pawk baktiah na oh.
3 Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest is my beloved among the young men. I delight to sit in his shade, and his fruit is sweet to my taste.
Ka tlangai loe, thendoengnawk hoi patah naah, nang loe tupui thungah kaom thingnawk salak ih epal thing baktiah na oh; poeknawmhaih hoiah anih ih tahlip ah kang hnut moe, kaluep dueng anih ih athaih to ka caak.
4 He has brought me to the house of wine, and his banner over me is love.
Anih mah buhraenghaih im ah ang caeh haih moe, amlunghaih kahni to ka nui ah ang khuk pae.
5 Sustain me with raisins; refresh me with apples, for I am faint with love.
Tlangai dawn loiah kang pho sut boeh pongah, misur thaih kazaek hoiah tha na caksak ah loe, epal thaih hoiah poekhaih na caisak ah.
6 His left hand is under my head, and his right arm embraces me.
Anih ih banqoi ban ah lu kang hngoeng, anih ih bantang ban hoiah kai ang takoih.
7 O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure you by the gazelles and does of the field: Do not arouse or awaken love until the time is right.
Jerusalem canunawk, taw ih sakhi hoi tasuknawk, angmah koehah angthawk ai karoek to ka tlangai to, palawt o han ai ah lok kang thuih o.
8 Listen! My beloved approaches. Look! Here he comes, leaping across the mountains, bounding over the hills.
Ka tlangai ih lok to ka thaih! Khenah, anih loe maenawk hoi maesomnawk to poeng moe, angzoh boeh.
9 My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look, he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, peering through the lattice.
Kai ih tlangai loe saning nawk sakhi, to tih ai boeh loe tasuk baktiah oh; khenah, anih loe aicae im tapang hnuk bangah angdoet, thokbuem hoiah a khet, thokbuem akhaw hoiah a bih.
10 My beloved calls to me, “Arise, my darling. Come away with me, my beautiful one.
Ka tlangai mah kai khaeah, Thendoeng ih lok Ka tlangai, kranghoih ka tlangai, angthawk ah loe, angzo ah.
11 For now the winter is past; the rain is over and gone.
Khenah, sik tue laemh boeh, khotui doeh cing boeh moe, anghmat boeh.
12 The flowers have appeared in the countryside; the season of singing has come, and the cooing of turtledoves is heard in our land.
Long ah apawknawk apawk o boeh, tavaanawk hanghaih tue to phak boeh, prae thungah pahuu oihaih lok to a thaih o let bae boeh.
13 The fig tree ripens its figs; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come away, my darling; come away with me, my beautiful one.”
Thaiduetkung mah athaih kahing to athaih boeh, misurkung doeh tadok tacawt boeh moe, ahmui amsong boeh. Ka tlangai, kranghoih ka tlangai, angthawk ah loe angzo ah.
14 O my dove in the clefts of the rock, in the crevices of the cliff, let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your countenance is lovely.
Aw cathaeng khaw ah kaom, mae taeng ih anghawkhaih ahmuen ah kaom, kai ih pahuu, na mikhmai to na patuek ah loe, na lok to na thaisak ah; na lok loe amding rue moe, na mikhmai loe palung han akap.
15 Catch for us the foxes— the little foxes that ruin the vineyards— for our vineyards are in bloom.
Misurkungnawk amrosak tasuinawk hoi tasui caanawk to kaicae hanah na naeh pae oh; kaicae ih misurkungnawk loe apawk apawk o boeh.
16 My beloved is mine and I am his; he pastures his flock among the lilies.
Ka tlangai loe kai ih ni, kai doeh anih ih ni; anih mah angmah ih tuunawk to lili pawknawk salakah rawkcak to pacah.
17 Before the day breaks and shadows flee, turn, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of Bether.
Ka tlangai oe, khodai tom moe, khoving anghma ai naah, Bether mae nui ih sakhi hoi tasuk baktiah amtueng let rae ah.
