Song of Solomon 2
1 I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.
Mounu: Kei hi Sharon phaichama pahcha chule phaichama lily pah kahi.
2 As a lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
Moulang: Ahi ngeije, lingnang lah-a lily aum bang in, nungah khangdong ho lah-a kadei nu aum e.
3 As an apple-tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. Under its shadow I delighted to sit, and its fruit was sweet to my taste.
Mounu: Thei-hon sunga theithup twipen aum bang in, gollhang khangdong lah-in ka dongma pa aum’e. Alimdam noija keima ka touvin, atheiga twitah chu kane’e.
4 He hath brought me to the banqueting-house, and his banner over me is love.
Aman golvahna in dan sung ah ei kilhon lutpin, eikhohsah dan hi akichen lheh jeng’e.
5 'Stay ye me with dainties, refresh me with apples; for I am love-sick.'
Lengpi theigan nei thahatsah-in lang, theithup gan nei kidodoh sah-in, ijeh-inem itileh keima nangma ngaija haisam pai ding kahi.
6 Let his left hand be under my head, and his right hand embrace me.
Aban veilam ka kikhap in, aban jet in eijut lelei.
7 'I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles, and by the hinds of the field, that ye awaken not, nor stir up love, until it please.'
Vo Jerusalem chanute, lou jaova sapeng le sakhi min pan’a katem nahiuve; achama ahung kipatdoh ngal lou leh kideina hi nanghon tildoh tho ahilouleh suh-khahtho din got dauvin.
8 Hark! my beloved! behold, he cometh, leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
O, kangai penpa ahung phei gin kajai! Molsang sang ahinlhah-in, alhang alhang ahin lhah-e.
9 My beloved is like a gazelle or a young hart; behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh in through the windows, he peereth through the lattice.
Kangaipa hi man-gangtah sapeng gol tobang le sakhi chalgol tobang ahi. Veuvin, bangtom ah khun ama ading in; bangkot vangkah-a kon in ahin ven, pindan sung ahin velhin ahi.
10 My beloved spoke, and said unto me: 'Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Kangaipan aseije, “Kithouvin, ngainu! Hiti hin kijot mang ta hite, O melhoi!
11 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
Ven, phalbi a kichai tai; chule gojuh jong atang tai.
12 The flowers appear on the earth; the time of singing is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
Pahchate ahung jamdoh tauvin, vachate mao jinjen lai phat kum kihei ahung lhung tan, vahui hamgin in ikom-ivel khohui alodim tai.
13 The fig-tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines in blossom give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Theichang aga pantan, chule lengpipah gimvui akitung tai. Thouvin, ngainu! Hung in gavahdoh hite, O melhoi!”
14 O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the covert of the cliff, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.'
Moulang: Kol song panga songpi khi kah-ah kavakhu akiselle. Na somai nei musah-in, na awgin nei jahsah in. Ajeh chu na awgin angeiyin, na somai ahoi ngeije.
15 'Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vineyards; for our vineyards are in blossom.'
Zailom: Sealte khu man uvin, khuche sealneo ho khun kingailutna lengpilei laidung ahin chilthang masang uvin, man uvin, ijeh-inem itileh lengpithei pahlai ahitai!
16 My beloved is mine, and I am his, that feedeth among the lilies.
Mounu: Ka ngailutpa hi keija ahi in, keima ama-a kahi. Aman kelngoite Lily pahho lah-in alhajin, avahva ji’e.
17 Until the day breathe, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a gazelle or a young hart upon the mountains of spices.
Khovahkon huilhi ahung nun masang, chule jan muthim lim jong akihei mang masang in, ka heng hin jon kit in; O ka ngai goldei, Bether lhangdunga sa peng gol ahilouleh sakhi chalgol hunglhai bangchan hung kit teijin.
