Song of Solomon 2
1 Bride: I am a flower of the open field and a lily of the steep valleys.
Kai tah Sharon rhaimoei neh tuikol kah tuilipai ni.
2 Groom: Like a lily among the thorns, so is my loved one among the daughters.
Mutlo hling puem kah tuilipai bangla tanu lakli tah kamah cangyaeh van pawn ni.
3 Bride to Chorus: Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat beneath the shadow of the one whom I desired, and his fruit was sweet to my palate.
Duup thing lakli thaihthawn kah bangla tongpa lakli ah tah kamah hlo van pawn ni. A hlipkhup ah ka naep tih ka ngol vaengah a thaih khaw ka dang dongah didip mai.
4 He brought me into the storeroom of wine. He set charity in order within me.
Misur im la kai n'khuen tih kai soah amah kah lungnah hnitai a hlaek.
5 Prop me up with flowers. Close me in with apples. For I languish through love.
Ka lungnah he a tloh dongah yukhap neh kai n'duel tih thaihthawn neh kai n'caih sak.
6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.
A banvoei kut te ka lu hmui la a tloeng tih a bantang kut loh kai n'kop.
7 Groom to Chorus: I bind you by oath, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the does and the stags of the open field, not to disturb or awaken the beloved, even for as long as she wills.
Jerusalem nu rhoek nang te kan caeng coeng. Kohong kah sakhi rhuinu long khaw sayuk long khaw n'haeng boel saeh. Lungnah loh a ngaih duela haenghang boeh.
8 Bride to Chorus: The voice of my beloved! Behold, he arrives leaping along the mountains, jumping across the hills.
Kai hlo ol tah tlang dong a poe, mol dong a buem tih ha pawk coeng he.
9 My beloved is like a doe and like a young stag. Lo, he stands beyond our wall, gazing through the windows, watching through the lattices.
Kamah hlo tah kirhang neh rhangrhaeh ca aka puet ni. Mah kah thoh hlip ah pai he ne, bangbuet lamloh m'hmaitang tih thohhuel lamloh khooi.
10 Lo, my beloved speaks to me: Groom to Bride: Rise up, quickly, my love, my dove, my shapely one, and advance.
Kamah hlo loh n'doo tih kai taengah, “Ka sakthen neh ka cangyaeh nang te thoo laeh, nang mah halo laeh,” a ti.
11 For winter has now past; the rain has decreased and gone away.
Sikding, sikding a poeng atah khonal mael tih amah la cet coeng he.
12 The flowers have appeared in our land; the time for pruning has arrived. The voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land.
Diklai ah rhaipai phoe tih laa sak tue pai. Mah khohmuen ah vahu ol n'yaak coeng.
13 The fig tree has brought forth its green figs; the flowering vines bestow their odor. Rise up, my love, my brilliant one, and advance.
Thaibu a haengkang te hminkhah coeng tih, misur thaihmoe loh hmuehmuei a yal coeng. Thoo laeh oe, ka sakthen neh ka cangyaeh nang te lo dae lamtah namah mah lo laeh.
14 My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hollows of the wall, reveal to me your face. Let your voice sound in my ears. For your voice is sweet, and your face is graceful.
Ka vahui aw, thaelpang thaelrhaep ah khaw, longpoeng huephael ah khaw na mueimae te kai n'tueng lah. Na ol te tui tih na mueimae a rhoeprhui dongah na ol te ka yaak lah mako.
15 Chorus to Groom and Bride: Capture for us the little foxes, which are tearing down the vines; for our vineyard has flourished.
Mah misurdum tah a thaihmoe dongah misurdum aka phae maetang, maetang ca rhoek te mah hamla tu sih.
16 Bride to Chorus: My beloved is for me, and I am for him. He pastures among the lilies,
Kamah hlo tah kamah ham saeh lamtah kai khaw anih hamla tuilipai lakli ah ka luem.
17 until the day rises and the shadows decline. Bride to Groom: Return, O my beloved. Be like a doe and like a young stag upon the mountains of Bether.
Khothaih thoeng tih khokhawn a rhaelrham hil khaw mael laeh. Kai hlo nang loh tlang naeng kah kirhang neh rhangrhaeh ca khaw puet lah.
