Song of Solomon 7
1 How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince’s daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.
Oe bawi canu, khokkhawm na khawm laihoi na khoknaw teh a kamcu poung. Na phainaw teh kathoumnaw ni a sak e aphu kaawm e talung patetlah ao awh.
2 Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.
Nange na keng teh tui hoi ka kawi e manang lah ao. Na vonpui hai, lili pei hoi ka kawi e cakang pung e lah ao.
3 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
Sanu roi teh sayukca kamphei e hoi a kâvan.
4 Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath–rabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
Nange na lahuen teh, kasaino imrasang patetlah na mit teh, Heshbon kho, Bethrabbim longkha teng kaawm e, tuiim patetlah na hnawng teh Damaskas kho koe ka kangvawi e, lebanon im hoi a kâvan.
5 Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.
Nange na lû dawk kaawm e bawilakhung teh, Karmel mon hoi a kâvan. Nange na lû dawk kaawm e na sam hai, opaou e hni hoi a kâvan. Siangpahrang ni sam a vei e hoi a kâvan.
6 How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
Ka pahren e ka tawncanu, nang teh, kai ka nawm nahanelah ahawi poung. Ngai kaawm poung e nuen hoi na kawi.
7 This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
Nange na rasangravuinae teh, samtuekung patetlah na o teh nange sanunaw hai samtuepaw hoi a kâvan.
8 I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;
Samtuekung dawk ka luen vaiteh, a kangnaw hah ka tek han ka ti navah nange sanunaw teh misurbom patetlah thoseh, na kâha hmui teh, Epal hmui patetlah thoseh,
9 And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
Nange na pahni hai katuipounge misurtui patetlah thoseh ao. Hote misurtui teh ka pahren hanelah kalancalah a lawng. Kaipnaw e pahni dawk pouk laipalah a lawng.
10 I am my beloved’s, and his desire is toward me.
Kaie ka pahren e tami teh, kaie lah ao patetlah ahnie a ngainae teh kaie lah ao.
11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
Tho leih, ka pahren e, kahrawng e hmuen koe cei vaiteh, khonaw dawk tangmin lae atueng loum sak awh sei.
12 Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.
Amom lah misur takha koe cet awh sei. Misurkung a hring, hring hoeh maw, a paw rano moi rano hoeh maw, khenhaw! sei. Hote hmuen dawk ka lungpataw e nang hah na poe han.
13 The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.
Hloisikungnaw ni hmuitui e kaimae longkha teng radip e a paw katha hoi, karuem e abuemlah ka pahren nang hanelah ka pâtung toe.
