Solomon Labu 2
1 Mounu: Kei hi Sharon phaichama pahcha chule phaichama lily pah kahi.
I am a flower of the plain, a lily of the valleys.
2 Moulang: Ahi ngeije, lingnang lah-a lily aum bang in, nungah khangdong ho lah-a kadei nu aum e.
As a lily amongst thorns, so is my companion amongst the daughters.
3 Mounu: Thei-hon sunga theithup twipen aum bang in, gollhang khangdong lah-in ka dongma pa aum’e. Alimdam noija keima ka touvin, atheiga twitah chu kane’e.
As the apple amongst the trees of the wood, so is my kinsman amongst the sons. I desired his shadow, and sat down, and his fruit was sweet in my throat.
4 Aman golvahna in dan sung ah ei kilhon lutpin, eikhohsah dan hi akichen lheh jeng’e.
Bring me into the wine house; set love before me.
5 Lengpi theigan nei thahatsah-in lang, theithup gan nei kidodoh sah-in, ijeh-inem itileh keima nangma ngaija haisam pai ding kahi.
Strengthen me with perfumes, stay me with apples: for I [am] wounded with love.
6 Aban veilam ka kikhap in, aban jet in eijut lelei.
His left [hand shall be] under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.
7 Vo Jerusalem chanute, lou jaova sapeng le sakhi min pan’a katem nahiuve; achama ahung kipatdoh ngal lou leh kideina hi nanghon tildoh tho ahilouleh suh-khahtho din got dauvin.
I have charged you, you daughters of Jerusalem, by the powers and by the virtues of the field, that you do not rouse or wake [my] love, until he please.
8 O, kangai penpa ahung phei gin kajai! Molsang sang ahinlhah-in, alhang alhang ahin lhah-e.
The voice of my kinsman! behold, he comes leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills.
9 Kangaipa hi man-gangtah sapeng gol tobang le sakhi chalgol tobang ahi. Veuvin, bangtom ah khun ama ading in; bangkot vangkah-a kon in ahin ven, pindan sung ahin velhin ahi.
My kinsman is like a roe or a young hart on the mountains of Baethel: behold, he is behind our wall, looking through the windows, peeping through the lattices.
10 Kangaipan aseije, “Kithouvin, ngainu! Hiti hin kijot mang ta hite, O melhoi!
My kinsman answers, and says to me, Rise up, come, my companion, my fair one, my dove.
11 Ven, phalbi a kichai tai; chule gojuh jong atang tai.
For, behold, the winter is past, the rain is gone, it has departed.
12 Pahchate ahung jamdoh tauvin, vachate mao jinjen lai phat kum kihei ahung lhung tan, vahui hamgin in ikom-ivel khohui alodim tai.
The flowers are seen in the land; the time of pruning has arrived; the voice of the turtle-dove has been heard in our land.
13 Theichang aga pantan, chule lengpipah gimvui akitung tai. Thouvin, ngainu! Hung in gavahdoh hite, O melhoi!”
The fig tree has put forth its young figs, the vines put forth the tender grape, they yield a smell: arise, come, my companion, my fair one, my dove; yes, come.
14 Moulang: Kol song panga songpi khi kah-ah kavakhu akiselle. Na somai nei musah-in, na awgin nei jahsah in. Ajeh chu na awgin angeiyin, na somai ahoi ngeije.
[You are] my dove, in the shelter of the rock, near the wall: show me your face, and cause me to hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your countenance is beautiful.
15 Zailom: Sealte khu man uvin, khuche sealneo ho khun kingailutna lengpilei laidung ahin chilthang masang uvin, man uvin, ijeh-inem itileh lengpithei pahlai ahitai!
Take us the little foxes that spoil the vines: for our vines put forth tender grapes.
16 Mounu: Ka ngailutpa hi keija ahi in, keima ama-a kahi. Aman kelngoite Lily pahho lah-in alhajin, avahva ji’e.
My kinsman is mine, and I am his: he feeds [his flock] amongst the lilies.
17 Khovahkon huilhi ahung nun masang, chule jan muthim lim jong akihei mang masang in, ka heng hin jon kit in; O ka ngai goldei, Bether lhangdunga sa peng gol ahilouleh sakhi chalgol hunglhai bangchan hung kit teijin.
Until the day dawn, and the shadows depart, turn, my kinsman, be you like to a roe or young hart on the mountains of the ravines.
