¹The song of songs, which is Solomon's.

¹Late la, Solomon-a.

²Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; For thy love is better than wine.

²Na kam tawpnatein hontawp lechin aw! na itna lah uain sangin a hoihzo ngala.

³Thine ointments savour sweetly; Thy name is an ointment poured forth: Therefore do the virgins love thee.

³Na kinuhten gimlim hoihtak a neia; na min kinuh butkhiak bang ahia; huaijiakin nungaksiangthouten nang honit uh.

⁴Draw me, we will run after thee! -- The king hath brought me into his chambers -- We will be glad and rejoice in thee, We will remember thy love more than wine. They love thee uprightly.

⁴Honkaiin; nang kon deih ding uh: kumpipan a dantante sungah a hongpitaa: nang ah ka kipak un nuam ka sa ding uh, uain sangin na itna ka genkhe mun zo ding ua: diktakin nang a honit uh.

⁵I am black, but comely, daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, As the curtains of Solomon.

⁵Ka voma, himahleh ka mel a hoih, Aw nou Jerusalem tanute, Kedar puaninte bang, Solomon puankhaite bang.

⁶Look not upon me, because I am black; Because the sun hath looked upon me. My mother's children were angry with me: They made me keeper of the vineyards; Mine own vineyard have I not kept.

⁶Ka vomjiakin hon en ken, niin a honhai jiakin. Ka nu tapate ka tungah a thangpai ua, grephuante kemin a honbawl ua; himahleh kei mah grephuan leng ka kem kei.

⁷Tell me, thou whom my soul loveth, Where thou feedest [thy flock], Where thou makest it to rest at noon; For why should I be as one veiled Beside the flocks of thy companions?

⁷Hon hilh ve, Aw nang ka khain a it, na gan honvakna mun, sunlaia na khawlsakna mun: bang dinga na kithuahpihte laka ganhon kianga maituam banga kei om ding ka hia?

⁸If thou know not, thou fairest among women, Go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, And feed thy kids beside the shepherds' booths.

⁸Na theih kei leh, Aw nang numeite laka kilawmpen, ganhonte khapte juiin kuan khia inla, belamchingte puanin kiangah na kelnoute vakin.

⁹I compare thee, my love, To a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.

⁹Aw ka it, Pharo kangtalaite laka sakol toh ka honteha.

¹⁰Thy cheeks are comely with bead-rows, Thy neck with ornamental chains.

¹⁰Na biangte samphekte toh a kilawm a, na ngawng suangmantam khite toh.

¹¹We will make thee bead-rows of gold With studs of silver.

¹¹Dangkaeng samphekte dangka siatte toh ka honbawl sak ding uh.

¹²While the king is at his table, My spikenard sendeth forth its fragrance.

¹²Kumpipa a dohkana a tut laiin, ka spiknardi gimlimin a namtuina a sawl khia.

¹³A bundle of myrrh is my beloved unto me; He shall pass the night between my breasts.

¹³Ka ngaihnou kei dingin murra gimlim bang ahia, ka nawite kikal a om.

¹⁴My beloved is unto me a cluster of henna-flowers In the vineyards of Engedi.

¹⁴Ka ngaihnou kei dingin En-gedi grephuante a henna-pak hom bang ahi.

¹⁵Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold, thou art fair: thine eyes are doves.

¹⁵Ngaiin, na kilawm, ka it; ngaiin, na kilawm; na mitte vahui bang ahi uh.

¹⁶Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant; Also our bed is green.

¹⁶Ngaiin, na kilawm ka ngaihnou, ahi, a nuam: i tutnanem leng a hing.I in inkamte sidar ahia, i insunte meilah ahi.

¹⁷The beams of our houses are cedars, Our rafters are cypresses.

¹⁷I in inkamte sidar ahia, i insunte meilah ahi.