Song of Solomon 6
1 Where is your beloved gone, O you fairest among women? where is your beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with you.
Huta lakli kah sakthen aw, na hlo melam a caeh? Na hlo melam a mael? Anih te namah taengah kan toem mai eh.
2 My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
Kamah hlo tah amah dum la, canglak botui taengla, dum ah luem ham neh tuilipai te yoep hamla suntla.
3 I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: he feeds among the lilies.
Kai tah kamah hlo ham tih tuilipai lakli ah aka luem kamah hlo tah kamah ham saeh.
4 You are beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
Ka cangyaeh tah Tirzah bangla na sakthen pai. Rhimom Jerusalem bangla na rhoeprhui tih hnitai aka pai van pawn ni.
5 Turn away your eyes from me, for they have overcome me: your hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
Na mik te kai hmai lamloh hoi laeh. Amih loh kai n'hnaep. Na sam Gilead lamkah aka laai maae tuping van pawn ni.
6 Your teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one bears twins, and there is not one barren among them.
Na no khaw tuihlu lamloh aka luei tumanu ping van pawn ni. Amih tah boeih phae tih a taengah dueidah laemhong a om moenih.
7 As a piece of a pomegranate are your temples within your locks.
Na samtum hnuk ah na baengpae tah tale phaklung van pawn ni.
8 There are three score queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.
Manghainu te sawmrhuk, yula sawmrhet neh hula hlangmi naa moenih.
9 My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yes, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
Ka vahui he amah bueng tih amah bueng ni ka cuemhmuet sak. A sak khuiah khaw anih tah a manu hamla caih. Anih tah tanu rhoek loh a hmuh uh tih manghainu loh a uem dongah yula rhoek loh a thangthen bal.
10 Who is she that looks forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?
Sakthen mincang bangla, khocil hla bangla, rhimom khomik bangla, hnitai aka pai bangla a dan he unim?
11 I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished and the pomegranates budded.
Soklong thing duei hmuh hamla, misur duei tih tale khooi nim sawt hamla yungkha dum ah ka suntla.
12 Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib.
Ka hinglu loh Amminadib kah leng dongla kai n'khueh pataeng ka ming moenih.
13 Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look on you. What will you see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.
Mael mai dae, mael mai dae, Sulamit aw mael mai dae, mael mai dae, namah te ni kan dan eh. Tongpang Balae tih Sulamit tah rhaehhmuen lamcawn la n'dan eh?
