Song of Solomon 4
1 How beautiful you are, my darling— how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down Mount Gilead.
Khenah, nang loe kranghoih parai, tlangai; khenah, na krang hoih parai! Na mikhmai khukhaih hnuk bang ih na mik loe pahuu mik baktiah oh; na sam loe Gilead mae ah kaom maehnawk baktiah oh.
2 Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn sheep coming up from the washing; each has its twin, and not one of them is lost.
Na haanawk loe amui aah moe, tui amthluk pacoengah angzo, caa kakak maeto doeh kaom o ai, caa hnetto sah boih tuu baktiah oh.
3 Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon, and your mouth is lovely. Your brow behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate.
Na pahninawk loe tlangqui kathim baktiah oh moe, na thuih ih lok loe tahngaih han nawm; mikhmai khukhaih kahni hnuk bang ih naalaking loe buhmaeh thingthai ahap baktiah oh.
4 Your neck is like the tower of David, built with rows of stones; on it hang a thousand shields, all of them shields of warriors.
Na tahnong loe David mah sak ih maiphaw congca suekhaih, misatuh kaminawk mah patoh ih misa pakaahaih sangto suekhaih imsang baktiah oh.
5 Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle grazing among the lilies.
Na tahnunawk loe lili pawk salakah kamhai, tasuk caa kangphae hnetto baktiah oh.
6 Before the day breaks and the shadows flee, I will make my way to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of frankincense.
Khodai tom moe, khoving boeng ai naah, myrrh mae ah ka caeh moe, hmuihoih maesom nuiah ka caeh han.
7 You are altogether beautiful, my darling; in you there is no flaw.
Ka tlangai, nang loe na suidik; coek koi roe na tawn ai.
8 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, come with me from Lebanon! Descend from the peak of Amana, from the summits of Senir and Hermon, from the dens of the lions, from the mountains of the leopards.
Ka hamh ih tangla, Lebanon hoiah kai khaeah angzo ah, Lebanon hoiah kai khaeah angzo ah; Amana maesom, Shenir maesom, Hermon maesom, kaipui ih akhawnawk, kaithlaeng ohhaih maenawk hoiah khen ah.
9 You have captured my heart, my sister, my bride; you have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your neck.
Ka tanuh, ka hamh ih tangla, ka palungthin hae na lak ving boeh, vaito nang danh moe, na oih ih sui bungmu maeto mah, ka palungthin hae nang zaeh ving boeh.
10 How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride! Your love is much better than wine, and the fragrance of your perfume than all spices.
Ka tanuh, ka hamh ih tangla, nang palunghaih loe kawkruk maw hoih! Nang palunghaih loe misurtui pongah hoih kue moe, na hmuihoih tui loe hmuihoih tuinawk boih pongah doeh hoih kue.
11 Your lips, my bride, drip sweetness like the honeycomb; honey and milk are under your tongue, and the fragrance of your garments is like the aroma of Lebanon.
Aw ka hamh ih tangla, na pahni hoiah khoitui baktih kaluep tui to longh; na palai ah tahnutui hoi khoitui to oh; nang khuk ih kahni loe Lebanon ih hmuihoih tui baktiah oh.
12 My sister, my bride, you are a garden locked up, a spring enclosed, a fountain sealed.
Ka tanuh, ka hamh ih tangla, nang loe khah khoep ih takha baktiah na oh moe, khah khoep ih tuipuek baktih, catui daeng ih tuibap baktiah na oh.
13 Your branches are an orchard of pomegranates with the choicest of fruits, with henna and nard,
Na thling ih akungnawk loe athaih kaluep kathai, buhmaeh thaih baktih, hmuihoih henna hoi nard kung baktiah oh,
14 with nard and saffron, with calamus and cinnamon, with every kind of frankincense tree, with myrrh and aloes, with all the finest spices.
hmuihoih nard hoiah saffron, kalamus hoiah cinnamon hmuihoih thing, myrrh hoi aloe, hmuihoih boih thungah hmuihoih koek ah oh o;
15 You are a garden spring, a well of fresh water flowing down from Lebanon.
nang loe tuipuek kaom takha, tui kaang thai ai tuibap, Lebanon hoi kalong vacongnawk baktiah na oh.
16 Awake, O north wind, and come, O south wind. Breathe on my garden and spread the fragrance of its spices. Let my beloved come into his garden and taste its choicest fruits.
Aw aluek bang ih takhi, angthawk ah, aloih bang ih takhi, angzo ah; kai ih takha thungah song ah; hmuihoih to amsong nasoe. Ka tlangai to angmah ih takha thungah angzo nasoe loe, kaluep thingthainawk to caa nasoe.
