Song of Solomon 2
1 I am a crocus of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.
Kai teh Sharon e rosi pei hoi kâvan teh ayawn dawk e lili pei lah ka o.
2 As a 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, 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 banquet hall, 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 Strengthen me with raisins, refresh me with apples; For I am faint with 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. His right hand embraces me.
Ahnie avoilae a kut ka lû rahim a ta teh, aranglae kut hoi na takawi na seh.
7 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles, or by the does of the field, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.
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. Look, he comes, leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
Khenhaw! ka pahren e lawk doeh. Montang monruinaw yawngtapue laihoi a tho.
9 My beloved is like a gazelle or a young deer. Look, he stands behind our wall. He looks in at the windows. He glances 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 spoke, and said to me, "Rise up, my love, my beautiful 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, look, 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 has 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 ripens her green figs. The vines are in blossom. They give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my beautiful 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 My dove in the clefts of the rock, In the hiding places of the mountainside, Let me see your face. Let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.
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 Catch for us the foxes, the little foxes that spoil the vineyards; for our vineyards are in blossom.
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 browses 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 is cool, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of Bether.
Khohmo a kahma teh, khodai totouh ka pahren teh Bether mon dawk e sayuk sakhi patetlah doeh ao.
