Solomon Laa 2
Asang Khongca Bible (Eastern Khumi Chin, 2019)
Douay-Rheims Bible, American Edition (1899)
1Kai loe Sharon ih Rose pawk, azawn ih lili pawk ah ka oh.
1I am the flower of the field, and the lily of the valleys.
2Ka tlangai loe tanglanawk hoi patah naah, nang loe soekhring salak ih lili pawk baktiah na oh.
2As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
3Ka tlangai loe, thendoengnawk hoi patah naah, nang loe tupui thungah kaom thingnawk salak ih epal thing baktiah na oh; poeknawmhaih hoiah anih ih tahlip ah kang hnut moe, kaluep dueng anih ih athaih to ka caak.
3As the apple tree among the trees of the woods, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow, whom I desired: and his fruit was sweet to my palate.
4Anih mah buhraenghaih im ah ang caeh haih moe, amlunghaih kahni to ka nui ah ang khuk pae.
4He brought me into the cellar of wine, he set in order charity in me.
5Tlangai dawn loiah kang pho sut boeh pongah, misur thaih kazaek hoiah tha na caksak ah loe, epal thaih hoiah poekhaih na caisak ah.
5Stay me up with flowers, compass me about with apples: because I languish with love.
6Anih ih banqoi ban ah lu kang hngoeng, anih ih bantang ban hoiah kai ang takoih.
6His left hand is under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.
7Jerusalem canunawk, taw ih sakhi hoi tasuknawk, angmah koehah angthawk ai karoek to ka tlangai to, palawt o han ai ah lok kang thuih o.
7I adjure you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and the harts of the, fields, that you stir not up, nor make the beloved to awake, till she please.
8Ka tlangai ih lok to ka thaih! Khenah, anih loe maenawk hoi maesomnawk to poeng moe, angzoh boeh.
8The voice of my beloved, behold he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping over the hills.
9Kai ih tlangai loe saning nawk sakhi, to tih ai boeh loe tasuk baktiah oh; khenah, anih loe aicae im tapang hnuk bangah angdoet, thokbuem hoiah a khet, thokbuem akhaw hoiah a bih.
9My beloved is like a roe, or a young hart. Behold he standeth behind our wall, looking through the windows, looking through the lattices.
10Ka tlangai mah kai khaeah, Ka tlangai, kranghoih ka tlangai, angthawk ah loe, angzo ah.
10Behold my beloved speaketh to me: Arise, make haste, my love, my dove, my beautiful one, and come.
11Khenah, sik tue laemh boeh, khotui doeh cing boeh moe, anghmat boeh.
11For winter is now past, the rain is over and gone.
12Long ah apawknawk apawk o boeh, tavaanawk hanghaih tue to phak boeh, prae thungah pahuu oihaih lok to a thaih o let bae boeh.
12The flowers have appeared in our land, the time of pruning is come: the voice of the turtle is heard in our land:
13Thaiduetkung mah athaih kahing to athaih boeh, misurkung doeh tadok tacawt boeh moe, ahmui amsong boeh. Ka tlangai, kranghoih ka tlangai, angthawk ah loe angzo ah.
13The fig tree hath put forth her green figs: the vines in flower yield their sweet smell. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come:
14Aw cathaeng khaw ah kaom, mae taeng ih anghawkhaih ahmuen ah kaom, kai ih pahuu, na mikhmai to na patuek ah loe, na lok to na thaisak ah; na lok loe amding rue moe, na mikhmai loe palung han akap.
14My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hollow places of the wall, shew me thy face, let thy voice sound in my ears: for thy voice is sweet, and thy face comely.
15Misurkungnawk amrosak tasuinawk hoi tasui caanawk to kaicae hanah na naeh pae oh; kaicae ih misurkungnawk loe apawk apawk o boeh.
15Catch us the little foxes that destroy the vines: for our vineyard hath flourished.
16Ka tlangai loe kai ih ni, kai doeh anih ih ni; anih mah angmah ih tuunawk to lili pawknawk salakah rawkcak to pacah.
16My beloved to me, and I to him who feedeth among the lilies,
17Ka tlangai oe, khodai tom moe, khoving anghma ai naah, Bether mae nui ih sakhi hoi tasuk baktiah amtueng let rae ah.
17Till the day break, and the shadows retire. Return: be like, my beloved, to a roe, or to a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.
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