Song of Solomon 4
1 Here you [are] beautiful O friend my here you [are] beautiful eyes your [are] doves from behind to veil your hair your [is] like [the] flock of she-goats that have descended from [the] mountain of Gilead.
Moulang: Namelhoi ngeije, ngainu, seidoh jou hoi hilouvin nahoi ngeije. Na ponlukhuh noija namit teni vakhu abang jeng’e. Nasam kailha jong Gilead lhang dunga kon kel-hon hung kijot suh abang jeng’e.
2 Teeth your [are] like [the] flock of shorn [ewes] that have come up from the washing that all of them [are] bearing twins and [is one] deprived of offspring there not among them.
Naha ho kelngoi kihet ngousel jouchet’na kisop thengsel bang in akangleh jeng’e. Na mehiuheo dan nolnabei ahin, na hatu jouse jong akigol khom dildel uve.
3 [are] like [the] thread of Scarlet lips your and mouth your [is] lovely [is] like [the] slice of pomegranate temple your from behind to veil your.
Nane geiteni jong patsandup abangin, nakam jeng jong mihiptah ahi. Na bengmai langto jong na ponlukhuh noijah kolbuthei chang asan jit jet abang jenge.
4 [is] like [the] tower of David neck your built to layers thousand shield[s] [is] hung on it all [the] shields of the warriors.
Na ngongchang jong David insang, migal-hang asang aja galmanchah-omphoa kijem pah jeng toh abangin avet-hoi ngeije.
5 [the] two Breasts your [are] like two fawns twins of a gazelle which graze among the lilies.
Na-ang teni jong sapengnou teni, Lily pah lah-a lhale sapengnou pengkop teni abange.
6 Until that will breathe the day and they will flee the shadows I will go myself to [the] mountain of myrrh and to [the] hill of frankincense.
Khovahkon huilhi nun masang, jan muthim lim kiheimang masang ah; keiman Myrrh molsang kajot’na, bego lhangdung ka jot touding ahitai.
7 All of you [is] beautiful O friend my and [is] blemish there not in you.
Nangma na pumpin nahoije, ngainu, na hoi chamkim ngeiye.
8 With me from Lebanon O bride with me from Lebanon you will come you will come down - from [the] top of Amana from [the] top of Senir and Hermon from [the] dens of lions from [the] mountains of leopards.
Lebanon’a kon in neihin juiyin, ka deilhennu, neihin jui tan Lebanon’a kon in. Senir le Hermon molvum, keipi-bahkai ho kokhuh umna lah, Kei-ahsite chenna lhang, hin juisuh-in Amana Molsanga kon’in hung kumsuh tan.
9 You have stolen heart my O sister my bride you have stolen heart my (with one *Q(K)*) from eyes your with one necklace from necklaces your.
Nang in ka lungsung na lodim in, ka goulu nahi, kangai ka jiding nu. Na khivui val emsel toh namit-ha’a neivet dan in ei hentang den jeng tai.
10 How! they are beautiful love your O sister my bride how! they are good love your more than wine and [the] odor of oils your more than all spices.
Nei ngailutnan ei kipa thanop sah-e, ka goulu nahi; ka ngai kaji ding nu. Nei ngaina hi lengpitwi sang in alhumjon, na gimnamtwi hi pahnamtwi sang in jong atwi joi.
11 Honey they drip lips your O bride honey and milk [are] under tongue your and [the] odor of garments your [is] like [the] odor of Lebanon.
Na negei teni khoiju sang in alhum joi, O ka ji ding nu. Nalei noija khoiju le bongnoi aume. Na von jouse jong Lebanon lhangpah gimtwi anam’e.
12 [is] a garden - Locked sister my bride a spring locked a spring sealed up.
Nangma hi keija ding monga pahcha lei, goulu, chongmou chule khal laiya twinah kiselguh tobang nahi.
13 Shoots your [are] a garden of pomegranates with fruit of choice henna plants with nard plants.
Na pheichung jong kolbuthei toh muinam kikhat tah henna,
14 Nard - and saffron calamus and cinnamon with all [the] trees of frankincense myrrh and aloes with all [the] choicest of spices.
Chule leipah namtwi toh sehlhum, kolju le thingthal, bego le Myrhh, aloe le muinam jouse dinga kingapna ahi.
15 A spring of gardens a well of water living and flowing from Lebanon.
Nangma honlei twinah, twichim twikul; Lebanon lhanga kon hung longlha tobang nahi.
16 Awake O north wind and come O south wind make breathe garden my let them flow spices its let him come lover my to garden his so he may eat [the] fruit of choice its.
Mounu: Khang in, Sahlam khohui! thouvin, lhanglam khohui! Ka honlei jon ah hung nung in lang akimvel jouse agimtwi hi lhutsohhel tan. O ka goldeipa, na honleija hin hunglut in lang, theiga hoipen hung kilon lang, hung nen.
