Song of Solomon 2
1 I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.
Kai teh Sharon e rosi pei hoi kâvan teh ayawn dawk e lili pei lah ka o.
2 As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
Ka pahren e nang teh, ka lungpataw e tangla, pâkhingum e, lili pei patetlah na o.
3 As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
Kahrawngum ka paw e Epal thingkung patetlah ka pahren nang teh, thoundounnaw e rahak na o. Kai teh ahnie tâhlip dawk kanawmca lah ka o teh, a paw teh kai hanelah a radip poung oe.
4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
Ahni ni kai teh buvennae im koe na hrawi teh, kaie lathueng a yap e hni teh a lungpatawnae doeh.
5 Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.
Kai teh ngaipatawnae hoi ka o dawkvah misur hoi Epal paw hoi lung bout na pahawi haw.
6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
Ahnie avoilae a kut ka lû rahim a ta teh, aranglae kut hoi na takawi na seh.
7 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
Oe Jerusalem canu ka pahren e teh, a mahmawk a kâhlaw hoeh roukrak na pâhlaw awh hoeh nahanelah, kahrawng e sayuk sakhinaw thoebo laihoi nangmouh teh lawk na thui awh.
8 The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
Khenhaw! ka pahren e lawk doeh. Montang monruinaw yawngtapue laihoi a tho.
9 My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.
Ka pahren e teh, sayuk sakhi ca patetlah ao. Rapan lawilah a kangdue. Hlalangaw koe a khet teh, hlalangaw koe a kâpâtue.
10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Ka pahren ni na kaw teh, a dei e lawk teh, ka pahren poung e tangla, a meikahawi e, thaw nateh tho haw.
11 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
Khenhaw! kasik hai aloum teh cotui hai abaw toe.
12 The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land;
Talai van vah, a peinaw a kamhlawng toe. Tavanaw hai a cainae tue a pha toe. Maimae ram vah, bakhu lawk hai thai toe.
13 The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Thaibunglung kung a pawnaw hai a hmin toe. Misurkung hai a pei teh, a hmuitui toe. Ka pahren e ka imlawinu, a meikahawi poung e, thaw nateh tho leih.
14 O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
Lungsong rahak e bakhu, na mei heh na hmawt sak haw. Na lawk hai na thaisak haw. Na lawk a rading teh na mei teh ngai ao poung.
15 Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.
Maimae misurnaw teh a pei lahun toung dawkvah, misurkungnaw ka raphoe hane Asuinaw hoi Asuicanaw hah man awh.
16 My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.
Kaie ka pahren e teh kai hanelah ao e patetlah kai hai ahni hanelah ka o. Ahni teh tucahunaw hah kahrawngum a khoum teh a kawkhik.
17 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.
Khohmo a kahma teh, khodai totouh ka pahren teh Bether mon dawk e sayuk sakhi patetlah doeh ao.
