Song of Solomon 2
1 I am the rose of Sharon, the lily of the valleys.—
Kai tah Sharon rhaimoei neh tuikol kah tuilipai ni.
2 Like the lily among the thorns, so is my beloved among the young maidens.—
Mutlo hling puem kah tuilipai bangla tanu lakli tah kamah cangyaeh van pawn ni.
3 Like the apple-tree among the trees of the forest, so is my friend among the young men: under his shadow do I ardently wish to sit, and his fruit is sweet to my palate.
Duup thing lakli thaihthawn kah bangla tongpa lakli ah tah kamah hlo van pawn ni. A hlipkhup ah ka naep tih ka ngol vaengah a thaih khaw ka dang dongah didip mai.
4 He brought me to the banqueting-house, and his banner over me was love.
Misur im la kai n'khuen tih kai soah amah kah lungnah hnitai a hlaek.
5 Strengthen me with flagons of wine, refresh me with apples; for sick of love am I.
Ka lungnah he a tloh dongah yukhap neh kai n'duel tih thaihthawn neh kai n'caih sak.
6 Oh that his left hand might be under my head, and that his right might embrace me.
A banvoei kut te ka lu hmui la a tloeng tih a bantang kut loh kai n'kop.
7 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye awaken not, nor excite my love, till it please [to come of itself].—
Jerusalem nu rhoek nang te kan caeng coeng. Kohong kah sakhi rhuinu long khaw sayuk long khaw n'haeng boel saeh. Lungnah loh a ngaih duela haenghang boeh.
8 The voice of my friend! behold, there he cometh, leaping over the mountains, skipping over the hills.
Kai hlo ol tah tlang dong a poe, mol dong a buem tih ha pawk coeng he.
9 My friend is like a roebuck or the fawn of the hinds: behold, there he standeth behind our wall, looking in at the windows, seeing through the lattice.
Kamah hlo tah kirhang neh rhangrhaeh ca aka puet ni. Mah kah thoh hlip ah pai he ne, bangbuet lamloh m'hmaitang tih thohhuel lamloh khooi.
10 My friend commenced, and said unto me, Rise thee up, my beloved, my fair one, and come along.
Kamah hlo loh n'doo tih kai taengah, “Ka sakthen neh ka cangyaeh nang te thoo laeh, nang mah halo laeh,” a ti.
11 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone its way.
Sikding, sikding a poeng atah khonal mael tih amah la cet coeng he.
12 The flowers are seen in the land; the time of the [birds'] singing is come, and the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;
Diklai ah rhaipai phoe tih laa sak tue pai. Mah khohmuen ah vahu ol n'yaak coeng.
13 The fig-tree perfumeth its green figs, and the vines with young grapes give forth a [pleasant] smell. Arise thee, my beloved, my fair one, and come along.
Thaibu a haengkang te hminkhah coeng tih, misur thaihmoe loh hmuehmuei a yal coeng. Thoo laeh oe, ka sakthen neh ka cangyaeh nang te lo dae lamtah namah mah lo laeh.
14 O my dove, who art in the clefts of the rock, in the recesses of the cliffs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for thy voice is sweet, and thy countenance is comely.—
Ka vahui aw, thaelpang thaelrhaep ah khaw, longpoeng huephael ah khaw na mueimae te kai n'tueng lah. Na ol te tui tih na mueimae a rhoeprhui dongah na ol te ka yaak lah mako.
15 Seize for us the foxes, the little foxes, that injure the vineyards; for our vineyards have young grapes.
Mah misurdum tah a thaihmoe dongah misurdum aka phae maetang, maetang ca rhoek te mah hamla tu sih.
16 My friend is mine, and I am his—that feedeth among the lilies.
Kamah hlo tah kamah ham saeh lamtah kai khaw anih hamla tuilipai lakli ah ka luem.
17 Until the day become cool, and the shadows flee away, turn about, my friend, and be thou like the roebuck or the fawn of the hinds upon the mountains of separation.
Khothaih thoeng tih khokhawn a rhaelrham hil khaw mael laeh. Kai hlo nang loh tlang naeng kah kirhang neh rhangrhaeh ca khaw puet lah.
