Song of Solomon 2
1 I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.
Kai loe Sharon ih Rose pawk, azawn ih lili pawk ah ka oh.
2 As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
Ka tlangai loe tanglanawk hoi patah naah, nang loe soekhring salak ih lili pawk baktiah na oh.
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.
Ka tlangai loe, thendoengnawk hoi patah naah, nang loe tupui thungah kaom thingnawk salak ih epal thing baktiah na oh; poeknawmhaih hoiah anih ih tahlip ah kang hnut moe, kaluep dueng anih ih athaih to ka caak.
4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
Anih mah buhraenghaih im ah ang caeh haih moe, amlunghaih kahni to ka nui ah ang khuk pae.
5 Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.
Tlangai dawn loiah kang pho sut boeh pongah, misur thaih kazaek hoiah tha na caksak ah loe, epal thaih hoiah poekhaih na caisak ah.
6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand does embrace me.
Anih ih banqoi ban ah lu kang hngoeng, anih ih bantang ban hoiah kai ang takoih.
7 I charge you, O all of you daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that all of you stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
Jerusalem canunawk, taw ih sakhi hoi tasuknawk, angmah koehah angthawk ai karoek to ka tlangai to, palawt o han ai ah lok kang thuih o.
8 The voice of my beloved! behold, he comes leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
Ka tlangai ih lok to ka thaih! Khenah, anih loe maenawk hoi maesomnawk to poeng moe, angzoh boeh.
9 My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he stands behind our wall, he looks forth at the windows, showing himself through the lattice.
Kai ih tlangai loe saning nawk sakhi, to tih ai boeh loe tasuk baktiah oh; khenah, anih loe aicae im tapang hnuk bangah angdoet, thokbuem hoiah a khet, thokbuem akhaw hoiah a bih.
10 My beloved spoke, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Ka tlangai mah kai khaeah, Thendoeng ih lok Ka tlangai, kranghoih ka tlangai, angthawk ah loe, angzo ah.
11 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
Khenah, sik tue laemh boeh, khotui doeh cing boeh moe, anghmat boeh.
12 The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds has come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
Long ah apawknawk apawk o boeh, tavaanawk hanghaih tue to phak boeh, prae thungah pahuu oihaih lok to a thaih o let bae boeh.
13 The fig tree puts forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Thaiduetkung mah athaih kahing to athaih boeh, misurkung doeh tadok tacawt boeh moe, ahmui amsong boeh. Ka tlangai, kranghoih ka tlangai, angthawk ah loe angzo ah.
14 O my dove, that are in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see your countenance, let me hear your voice; for sweet is your voice, and your countenance is comely.
Aw cathaeng khaw ah kaom, mae taeng ih anghawkhaih ahmuen ah kaom, kai ih pahuu, na mikhmai to na patuek ah loe, na lok to na thaisak ah; na lok loe amding rue moe, na mikhmai loe palung han akap.
15 Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.
Misurkungnawk amrosak tasuinawk hoi tasui caanawk to kaicae hanah na naeh pae oh; kaicae ih misurkungnawk loe apawk apawk o boeh.
16 My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feeds among the lilies.
Ka tlangai loe kai ih ni, kai doeh anih ih ni; anih mah angmah ih tuunawk to lili pawknawk salakah rawkcak to pacah.
17 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be you like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.
Ka tlangai oe, khodai tom moe, khoving anghma ai naah, Bether mae nui ih sakhi hoi tasuk baktiah amtueng let rae ah.
