Song of Songs 1
1 The Song of songs, which is Solomon's.
Zailom: Hiche hi Solomon la ho lah’a apipen, adang jouse sanga thupi ahi.
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for your breasts are better than wine.
Mounu: Neichop in lang, avel in neichop in, ajeh chu nei deibolna chu lengpitwi sang in jong alhumjoi.
3 And the smell of your ointments is better than all spices: your name is ointment poured forth; therefore do the young maidens love you.
Gimnamtwi nakinu chu iti namtwija hitam, namin ngei hi agim namtwi kitungdoh tobang ahi. Akidang poi, khangdong nungah jousen hibang loma nahin deiju hi!
4 They have drawn you: we will run after you, for the smell of your ointments: the king has brought me into closet: let us rejoice and be glad in you; we will love your breasts more than wine: righteousness loves you.
Kei jong neipuijin, hung in; kijam ta hite! Lengpan ajalna pindan’ah ei puilut hen. Zailom: Iti kahin kipapiu hitam, O Lengpa. Na milungset dan hi lengpitwi sang in ka ngaisang jouve. Mounu: Nahin ngaisangnau hi adih tangeiye!
5 I am black, but beautiful, you daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
Keima ka vouso avom vang'in kamelhoi nai, Vo Jerusalem Chanute-Cedar phaiya ponbuh kisongho banga vom, Solomon pondal banga vom chu ka hinai.
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.
Kavouso avom jeh-in, Neihin vehih-uvin-nisan ei kahdup jeh ahibouve. Ka sopi pasal ho ka chung ah alunghang uve, alengpi leiju vekol ding in eino uvin, hijeh chun kei le kei ka kijen joupoi; keima lengpilei ka kivet kol man poi.
7 Tell me, [you] whom my soul loves, where you tend your flock, where you cause [them] to rest at noon, lest I become as one that is veiled by the flocks of your companions.
Nei seipeh-in, O goldei, tuni na kelngoi honho hoilama na puiding ham? Sun teng hoikoma na kol sah ding ham? Ajeh chu keima hi noti banga naloi-napaiho chule kelngoite lah’a iti ka vavai le jeng thei ding ham?
8 If you know not yourself, you fair one amongst women, go you forth by the footsteps of the flocks, and feed your kids by the shepherd's tents.
Moulang: Na het loule, O nungah melhoipen nu; ka kelngoi ho kikaina nung juiyin lang, kelngoi chingho ponbuh vel’a chun na kelchate vah-in.
9 I have likened you, my companion, to my horses in the chariots of Pharao.
O ka deinu, na nunnop dan hi Pharaoh sakol lagol lah-a khat toh nabang’e.
10 How are your cheeks beautiful as [those] of a dove, your neck as chains!
Na bengmai alangtoa hi iti deium hitam! Na bilba tenin asal emsel jeng’e! Nangong jong iti dei um hitam, na sana bilba hung kailha chun ajem hoi be cheh-e.
11 We will make you figures of gold with studs of silver.
Zailom: Sanavui sempeh-ungting, kicheina ding dangkavui toh thosah-unge.
12 So long as the king was at table, my spikenard gave forth its smell.
Mounu: Lengpa jalkhun chung ah alum in, gimnamtwi ka kinu gimnam hi aki tunglut jel jeng’e.
13 My kinsman is to me a bundle of myrrh; he shall lie between my breasts.
Ka goldeipa hi ka ang-a Myrrh gim namtwi theineo kikhai abangin ahi.
14 My kinsman is to me a cluster of camphor in the vineyards of Engaddi.
Ama hi En-gedi lengpileiya henna pahcha-boh toh abange.
15 Behold, you are fair, my companion; behold, you are fair; your eyes are doves.
Moulang: Iti hoiya hoi nahi hitam, O ka goldei nu! Namit teni hi vakho te abang jeng’e.
16 Behold, you are fair, my kinsman, yes, beautiful, overshadowing our bed.
Mounu: Nangma jong na hoi ngeije, O goldei, kam’a seidoh jou hoi hilouvin dei na um nalom’e! Hampa dong nem hiuheo khu i-jalkhun lhon ding in alom e.
17 The beams of our house are cedars, our ceilings are of cypress.
Namtwi tah Cedar thingbah ho jeng jong i-inkam lhon ding in apang uvin, chahthing ho jeng jong i-insun lhon ding in apang’uve.
