Song of Solomon 3
1 On my bed at night I sought the one I love; I sought him, but did not find him.
Aqum ah ka palung ih tlangai to iihkhun nuiah ka pakrong; anih to ka pakrong, toe ka hnu ai.
2 I will arise now and go about the city, through the streets and squares. I will seek the one I love. So I sought him but did not find him.
Vaihi kang thawk moe, vangpui thung ih loklamnawk ah kam kaeh han, ka palung ih tlangai to lampuinawk ah ka pakrong han, tiah ka thuih moe, ka pakrong, toe ka hnu ai.
3 I encountered the watchmen on their rounds of the city: “Have you seen the one I love?”
Vangpui takui misatoep kaminawk mah kai ang hnuk o naah, ka palung ih tlangai to na hnuk o maw? tiah ka dueng.
4 I had just passed them when I found the one I love. I held him and would not let go until I had brought him to my mother’s house, to the chamber of the one who conceived me.
Nihcae to ka poeng pacoengah, ka palung ih tlangai to ka hnuk; anih to ka prawt ai, ka patawn caeng moe, kai cunkung, kam no imkhaan thungah ka hoih.
5 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 han ai ah, lok kang thuih o.
6 Who is this coming up from the wilderness like a column of smoke, scented with myrrh and frankincense from all the spices of the merchant?
Hmuihoih tui, myrrh hoi hmuenmae zawkung mah zawh ih hmuihoih congca hoiah sak ih hmuihoih thlaek ih hmaikhue kangthawk baktiah praezaek hoiah angzo kami loe mi aa?
7 Behold, it is Solomon’s carriage, escorted by sixty of the mightiest men of Israel.
Solomon siangpahrang phawhhaih hrang lakok to khen oh; to loe misahoih Israel misatuh qui tarukto mah takui o.
8 All are skilled with the sword, experienced in warfare. Each has his sword at his side prepared for the terror of the night.
Nihcae loe sumsen to sin o moe, misatuh kop kami ah oh o boih; zitthoh pongah aqum ah, angmacae ih phaih nuiah sumsen to koeng o boih.
9 King Solomon has made his carriage out of the timber of Lebanon.
Solomon siangpahrang loe angmah hanah, misatukhaih hrang lakok to, Lebanon ih thing hoiah a sak.
10 He has made its posts of silver, its base of gold, its seat of purple fabric. Its interior is inlaid with love by the daughters of Jerusalem.
Tungnawk to sumkanglung hoiah sak moe, imcih loe sui hoiah a sak; a nui khukhaih loe rong kamling hup hoiah sak moe, athung bangah loe Jerusalem canunawk mah koeh koi kaom ah a sak.
11 Come out, O daughters of Zion, and gaze at King Solomon, wearing the crown his mother bestowed on the day of his wedding— the day of his heart’s rejoicing.
Nangcae Zion canunawk, caeh oh loe, zulakhaih ni, a poek nawmhaih niah, amno mah angmueksak ih angraeng lumuek angmuek Solomon siangpahrang to khen oh.
