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.
HOW beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince’s daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.
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 like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.
3 Na-ang teni jong apengkop sapeng nou teni tobang ahi.
Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
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 a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh 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.
Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.
6 O, iti hoiya hoi nahi hitam! Iti lunglhaium nahi hitam, ngainu, lunglhainan na dim jeng’e!
How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
7 Na gongso tumthing bang in napai jitjet in, na-ang teni jong aphung’a aga lomho abang’e.
This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
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 the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like 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 the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
10 Mounu: Keima ka ngaipenpa-a kahi in, aman jong kei hi ama-a mong in eigel’e.
I am my beloved’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 beloved, 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 get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.
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 give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.
