Solomon Labu 7
1 Moulang: Kengdap in adap na keng teni chu iti vetnom um hitam, O leng nungahnu! Na khelphe jol silsel teni jong sana pah jem abang jeng in, khut them tahho suitoh sel abang jeng’e.
Thy steps are beautiful in shoes, O daughter of the prince: the joints of [thy] thighs are like chains, the work of the craftsman.
2 Na laimu jong lengpitwi kihalkhom kikholna lhengkam bempel tobang ahi. Na oi jong suhlou changphal kisea, Lily pahhoijin aum kim sohkei abang’e.
Thy navel is [as] a turned bowl, not wanting liquor; thy belly is [as] a heap of wheat set about with lilies.
3 Na-ang teni jong apengkop sapeng nou teni tobang ahi.
Thy two breasts are as two twin fawns.
4 Na ngongchang jong saiha insong kitung tobang ahi. Namit teni jong Bath-rabbim kelkot panga Heshbon twikul chim sitset le val litlet toh abang’e. Na nahlhong jong Damascus lam galdot phahna Lebanon insang bang in ahoisel jeng’e.
Thy neck is as an ivory tower; thine eyes are as pools in Esebon, by the gates of the daughter of many: thy nose is as the tower of Libanus, looking toward Damascus.
5 Na luchang Carmel Molsang bang in akikhang sang in, na samjol val litlet chun lalna le loupina atahlang’e. Na samlom hoije chun lengpa jong chatmo in alhatai.
Thy head upon thee is as Carmel, and the curls of thy hair like scarlet; the king is bound in the galleries.
6 O, iti hoiya hoi nahi hitam! Iti lunglhaium nahi hitam, ngainu, lunglhainan na dim jeng’e!
How beautiful art thou, and how sweet art thou, [my] love!
7 Na gongso tumthing bang in napai jitjet in, na-ang teni jong aphung’a aga lomho abang’e.
This is thy greatness in thy delights: thou wast made like a palm tree, and thy breasts to cluster.
8 Keiman kaseije, “Aphunga ka kaltouva, atheiga ho ka tuhchah ding ahi.” Na-ang teni lengpithei lom bang hen lang, na haihu theithup gimtwi bang in namtwi hen.
I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of its high boughs: and now shall thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose of apples;
9 Na michop dan jong lengpitwi twipen akidon teng, ilei chung le i-ha kahlah’a nal-heova alonlut bang in thanop umhen.
and thy throat as good wine, going well with my kinsman, suiting my lips and teeth.
10 Mounu: Keima ka ngaipenpa-a kahi in, aman jong kei hi ama-a mong in eigel’e.
I am my kinsman's, and his desire is toward me.
11 Hung in, goldei, jaolah-a gavahdoh hitin; gammang-pahchaho lah’a jankho gamang khom hite.
Come, my kinsman, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
12 Kithou dohvah hitin lengpileija gache hitin, lengpiguiho pah hitam gave hitin; apahmum ho chu ana pahlhasoh hitam, kolbutheiho jong ana pahlhasoh hitam gave hite. Chuteng ka ngailutna ka musah ding nahi.
Let us go early into the vineyards; let us see if the vine has flowered, [if] the blossoms have appeared, if the pomegranates have blossomed; there will I give thee my breasts.
13 Joldei-ai gimvui nam aki tung in, thei phapenho jong in kotbul ahin phatan; kipa thanopna athah hihen alui hijongleh, nang ding in kana khol khomsoh kei tan ahi, O goldei.
The mandrakes have given a smell, and at our doors [are] all kinds of choice fruits, new and old. O my kinsman, I have kept [them] for thee.
