Song of Solomon 8
1 Oh that you were like my brother, who nursed from the breasts of my mother! If I found you outside, I would kiss you; yes, and no one would despise me.
U long nim nang te a nu rhangsuk dongkah ka manuca cahni bangla n'khueh lah sue. Nang te poeng ah kam hmuh tih namah kam mok akhaw kai he n'hnoelrhoeng pawt sue.
2 I would lead you, bringing you into the house of my mother, who would instruct me. I would have you drink spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranate.
Namah te kan hmaithawn vetih nang te kai aka tukkil a nu im la kang khuen lah mako. Nang te kamah kah tale thingtui, anhoi misur kan tul sue.
3 His left hand would be under my head. His right hand would embrace me.
A banvoei kut te ka lu hmuiah om saeh lamtah a bantang kut loh kai n'kop saeh.
4 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.
Jerusalem nu rhoek, nangmih te kan caeng lungnah te a ngaih hlan ah balae tih na haenghang eh?, balae tih na haenghang eh?
5 Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? Beloved Under the apple tree I awakened you. There your mother conceived you. There she was in labor and bore you.
Khosoek lamloh cet tih amah hlo dongah aka hangdang he unim? Thaihthawn hmui ah nang kang haeng tih te ah te na nu nang n'laikoi. Nang n'laikoi nah ah pahoi n'cun.
6 Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm; for love is strong as death. Jealousy is as cruel as Sheol. Its flashes are flashes of fire, a very flame of the LORD. (Sheol h7585)
Kai he na lungbuei ah kutbuen bangla, na ban dongah kutbuen bangla n'khueh lah. Lungnah dueknah bangla tlung tih thatlainah khaw saelkhui bangla mangkhak. A hmaino tah hmairhong hmai kah hmaino bangla om. (Sheol h7585)
7 Many waters can’t quench love, neither can floods drown it. If a man would give all the wealth of his house for love, he would be utterly scorned.
Lungnah he tui yet loh thih hamla noeng pawt tih tuiva loh a yo moenih. Hlang loh a im kah boeirhaeng boeih te lungnah ham pae cakhaw amah te a hnoelrhoeng lam ni a hnoelrhoeng uh eh.
8 We have a little sister. She has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister in the day when she is to be spoken for?
Mah taengkah ngannu tah noe pueng tih anih te rhangsuk om hlan. Anih te a thui khohnin vaengah mah ngannu ham balae n'saii eh?
9 If she is a wall, we will build on her a turret of silver. If she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
Anih te vongtung koinih a soah cak lumim n'sak sui tih anih te thohkhaih koinih a taengah lamphai thingphael n'dan pah sue.
10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers, then I was in his eyes like one who found peace.
Kamah he vongtung tih ka rhangsuk he rhaltoengim bangla om. Te dongah a mikhmuh ah tah rhoepnah ka hmu la ka om.
11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon. He leased out the vineyard to keepers. Each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.
Baalhamon ah Solomon kah misurdum om. Misurdum te lo hung taengla a paek. A thaih la hlang loh cak thawngkhat a khuen pah.
12 My own vineyard is before me. The thousand are for you, Solomon, two hundred for those who tend its fruit.
Kamah kah ka misurdum tah kamah mikhmuh ah om. Solomon nang ham thawngkhat saeh lamtah a thaih aka hung rhoek ham te yahnih saeh.
13 You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice!
Dum ah aka om mah hui rhoek loh na ol a hnatung bangla kai khaw n'yaak sak lah.
14 Come away, my beloved! Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices!
Kamah hlo oe yong laeh oe. Namah loh botui tlang ah rhangrhaeh ca neh kirhang khaw puet laeh oe.
