Song of Solomon 7
1 How beautiful are your sandaled feet, O daughter of the prince! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the handiwork of a master.
Na kho te hlangcong canu kah khokhom neh sawtthen tangkik. Na phai dongkah phaibong khaw kutthai kut kah bibi neh himbai bangla om.
2 Your navel is a rounded goblet; it never lacks blended wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by the lilies.
Na yenrhui te kueluek baeldung bangla homtui long khaw vaitah pawh. Na bungko te khaw tuilipai loh cang hlom neh a ven.
3 Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle.
Na rhangsuk rhoi tah sakhi rhuinu caphae ca rhoi van pawn ni.
4 Your neck is like a tower made of ivory; your eyes are like the pools of Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim; your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, facing toward Damascus.
Na rhawn tah rhaltoeng vueino van pawn ni. Na mik tah Bathrabbim vongka kah Heshbon tuibuem van pawn ni. Na hnarhong tah Damasku rhaldan aka tawt Lebanon rhaltoengim van pawn ni.
5 Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel, the hair of your head like purple threads; the king is captured in your tresses.
Na sokah na lu tah Karmel tlang van pawn ni. Na lu samloeng tah manghai sammuei, daidi samdueng van pawn ni.
6 How fair and pleasant you are, O love, with your delights!
Lungnah, omthenbawnnah neh sawtthen tangkik tih hmae tangkik.
7 Your stature is like a palm tree; your breasts are clusters of fruit.
Na sang loh rhophoe a puet tih na rhangsuk loh thaihsu coeng he.
8 I said, “I will climb the palm tree; I will take hold of its fruit.” May your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the fragrance of your breath like apples,
“Rhophoe dongah ka yoeng saeh lamtah a koi te ka hlan eh,’ ka ti. Na rhangsuk tah misur thaihsu bangla om laeh saeh. Na hnarhong hmueih tah thaihthawn van pawn ni.
9 and your mouth like the finest wine. May it flow smoothly to my beloved, gliding gently over lips and teeth.
Na ka tah misurtui then van pawn ni. Oila Kamah hlo taengah caeh vaengah no neh lai khaw vanat la khuep uh.
10 I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me.
Kamah he kamah hlo kah coeng tih a lungdueknah tah kamah ham saeh.
11 Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside; let us spend the night among the wildflowers.
Kamah hlo aw halo lamtah pong la cet lah sih, vangca ah khaw rhaeh mai sih.
12 Let us go early to the vineyards to see if the vine has budded, if the blossom has opened, if the pomegranates are in bloom— there I will give you my love.
Thoo sih, misurdum te so sih. Misur khaw a cuen khaming, thaihmoe loh culh tih tale khaw khooi coeng. Teah te kamah hlo te nang taengah kam pae eh.
13 The mandrakes send forth a fragrance, and at our door is every delicacy, new as well as old, that I have treasured up for you, my beloved.
Hloih he a bo rhim. Tedae mah kah thohka ah cangtham he a rhuem a thai la cungkuem tih ka hlo nang ham ka khoem.
