Song of Songs 1
1 The Song of songs, which is Solomon's.
Solomon ni a thut e lanaw thung dawk e la lah ao.
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy breasts are better than wine.
Pahni hoi paconae hoi kai hah na paco haw. Bangkongtetpawiteh, nange lungpatawnae teh misurtui hlak ahawihnawn.
3 And the smell of thine ointments is better than all spices: thy name is ointment poured forth; therefore do the young maidens love thee.
Na kâhluk e hmuitui ni na kaying toe. Nange na min teh awi e hmuitui lah ao. Hatdawkvah tanglakacuemnaw ni nang teh na lungpataw awh.
4 They have drawn thee: we will run after thee, for the smell of thine ointments: the king has brought me into closet: let us rejoice and be glad in thee; we will love thy breasts more than wine: righteousness loves thee.
Kai hah na hrawi nateh, karanglah yawng lei sei. Nang siangpahrang ni kai teh amae inae khan thung na kaw toe. Nang dawk ka lunghawi vaiteh ka konawm han. Na lungpatawnae hah misurtui hlak ka pouk han. Nang teh na lungpataw katang awh.
5 I am black, but beautiful, ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
Oe Jerusalem canu, kai teh Kedar rim patetlah ka tamang eiteh, Solomon siangpahrang e im dawk yap e hni patetlah a mei kahawi.
6 Look not upon me, because I am dark, because the sun has looked unfavourably upon me: my mother's sons strove with me; they made me keeper in the vineyards; I have not kept my own vineyard.
Ka tamang poung e kaie ka takthai kecu dawk, kahawi hoeh lah na hmawt awh han. Ka manu e capanaw ni kai koe a lungkhuek awh teh, misur takhanaw hah, ka ring hanelah ka rakueng awh toe. Kaie misur takha teh ka ring hoeh.
7 Tell me, [thou] whom my soul loves, where thou tendest thy flock, where thou causest [them] to rest at noon, lest I become as one that is veiled by the flocks of thy companions.
Kaie ka lungthin thung dawk Ka pahren e tami, na tuhu hah nâ e hmuen koe vaimoe, a khoum awh vaiyoe, kanîthun vah na e hmuen koe vaimoe a kâhat sak vaiyoe. Kai hah na dei pouh haw. Kai teh bangkongmaw na hui tuhu naw rahak vah hro e patetlah khuet ka o han va.
8 If thou know not thyself, thou fair one among women, go thou forth by the footsteps of the flocks, and feed thy kids by the shepherd's tents.
Napuinaw thung dawk a mei kahawipoung e lah na Oe na ka panuek hoehpawiteh, tunaw e hnukkâbang haw. Tukhoumnaw e rim teng vah, nange hmaeca hah rawca poe haw.
9 I have likened thee, my companion, to my horses in the chariots of Pharao.
Ka pahren e tawncanu, nang teh Faro siangpahrang e ranglengnaw thung dawk e marang hoi na bangnue.
10 How are thy cheeks beautiful as [those] of a dove, thy neck as chains!
Nange na tamboungnaw teh talung phu kaawm poung e lah ao teh, na lahuen teh suidingyin hoi na meihawi poung.
11 We will make thee figures of gold with studs of silver.
Nang hanelah ngun hoi sak e suihnapacap hai kaimouh ni na sak pouh han.
12 So long as the king was at table, my spikenard gave forth its smell.
Nang siangpahrang teh ahnie caboi dawk na tahung nah kai koehoi, ka tho e hmuitui hmui ni kaying e lah ao.
13 My kinsman is to me a bundle of myrrh; he shall lie between my breasts.
Kai ni ka pahren e nang e, murah hmuitui tabu ca teh, kaie lungtabue dawkvah rum touh thung ao.
14 My kinsman is to me a cluster of camphor in the vineyards of Engaddi.
Kai ni ka pahren e nang teh, kai hanelah Engedi misur takha dawk e Henna pei patetlah ao.
15 Behold, thou art fair, my companion; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are doves.
Ka pahren e ka tawncanu, nang teh na mei ahawipoung. Na hawi poung. Nange na mit teh bakhu mit na tawn.
16 Behold, thou art fair, my kinsman, yea, beautiful, overshadowing our bed.
Kai ni ka pahren e nang teh na mei ahawipoung. Ngai a tho poung. Ka lung a nawm sak. Maimae ikhun teh hringsuepcalah ao.
17 The beams of our house are cedars, our ceilings are of cypress.
Maimae im khomnaw teh, Sidar thing, a lemphu teh hmaicathing e doeh.
