Song of Solomon 2
1 I am a rose of Sharon, A lily of the valleys.
Kai tah Sharon rhaimoei neh tuikol kah tuilipai ni.
2 [[Lov.]] As the lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters.
Mutlo hling puem kah tuilipai bangla tanu lakli tah kamah cangyaeh van pawn ni.
3 [[M.]] As the apple-tree among the trees of the forest, So is my beloved among the sons. In his shadow I love to sit down, And his fruit is sweet to my taste.
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 hath brought me to his banqueting-house, And his banner over me is love. Strengthen me with raisins,
Misur im la kai n'khuen tih kai soah amah kah lungnah hnitai a hlaek.
5 Refresh me with apples! For I am sick with love.
Ka lungnah he a tloh dongah yukhap neh kai n'duel tih thaihthawn neh kai n'caih sak.
6 His left hand is under my head, And his right hand embraceth me!
A banvoei kut te ka lu hmui la a tloeng tih a bantang kut loh kai n'kop.
7 [[Lov.]] I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles, and by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till she please!
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 [[M.]] The voice of my beloved! Behold, he cometh, Leaping upon the mountains, Bounding upon the hills.
Kai hlo ol tah tlang dong a poe, mol dong a buem tih ha pawk coeng he.
9 Like a gazelle is my beloved, Or a young hind. Behold, he standeth behind our wall; He is looking through the windows; He glanceth 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 beloved speaketh, and saith to me, “Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away!
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;
Sikding, sikding a poeng atah khonal mael tih amah la cet coeng he.
12 The flowers appear on the earth; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle 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 is spicing its green fruit; The vines in blossom give forth fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away!
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, that art in the recesses of the rock, In the hiding-places of the steep craggy mountain, Let me see thy face, Let me hear thy voice! For sweet is thy voice, And thy face lovely.”
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 Take ye for us the foxes, The little foxes that spoil the vines; For our vines are now in blossom.
Mah misurdum tah a thaihmoe dongah misurdum aka phae maetang, maetang ca rhoek te mah hamla tu sih.
16 My beloved is mine, and I am his; He feedeth among the lilies.
Kamah hlo tah kamah ham saeh lamtah kai khaw anih hamla tuilipai lakli ah ka luem.
17 When the day breathes, and the shadows flee away, Come again, my beloved, like a gazelle, or a young hind, Upon the craggy mountains.
Khothaih thoeng tih khokhawn a rhaelrham hil khaw mael laeh. Kai hlo nang loh tlang naeng kah kirhang neh rhangrhaeh ca khaw puet lah.
