¹Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; Thine eyes are doves behind thy veil; Thy hair is as a flock of goats, On the slopes of mount Gilead.

¹Ngaiin, na kilawm hi, ka it; ngaiin, na kilawm hi; na maituamna liah ah na mitte vahui bang ahi ua: na sam kel honbang ahi, Gilead mual pang khawnga kualte.

²Thy teeth are like a flock of shorn sheep, Which go up from the washing; Which have all borne twins, And none is barren among them.

²Na hate mulmet thak belamnu hon bang ahi ua, sil khit pheta hongpai tou te; huaiah amaute chiatin phik a nei ua, alak ua kuamah misisun a om kei uh.

³Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, And thy speech is comely; As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples Behind thy veil.

³Na mukte khausan au bang ahi ua, na kam a kilawma: na mit laivomte pomgranet them bang ahi na maituamna liah ah.

⁴Thy neck is like the tower of David, Built for an armoury: A thousand bucklers hang thereon, All shields of mighty men.

⁴Na ngawng Davidin galvan koihna a lam insang bang ahi, lumbem neute sang khat kikhaina mun, mi hatte lum tengteng omna.

⁵Thy two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, Which feed among the lilies.

⁵Na nawite zuktal nou nih phikte a bang ua, lili pak laka tate.

⁶Until the day dawn, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, And to the hill of frankincense.

⁶Ni a nema limliap a man mateng murra mualah leh, begaw tangah ka hoh ding.

⁷Thou art all fair, my love; And there is no spot in thee.

⁷Na kilawm hi, ka it; nangah ninbang a om kei.

⁸[Come] with me, from Lebanon, [my] spouse, With me from Lebanon, -- Come, look from the top of Amanah, From the top of Senir and Hermon, From the lions' dens, From the mountains of the leopards.

⁸Ka mou, Lebanon akipan hon juiin, Lebanon akipan kei toh: Aman a vuma kipan dakin, Senir leh Hermon Hermon vum a kipan, hompinelkaite kua akipan, gialbemte mual akipan.

⁹Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, [my] spouse; Thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, With one chain of thy neck.

⁹Ka lungtang na tuahmangta, ka sanggamnu, ka mou; na mitte laka khatin ka lungtang na tuahmangta hi, na ngawnga khainiang khatin.

¹⁰How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] spouse! How much better is thy love than wine! And the fragrance of thine ointments than all spices!

¹⁰Na itna kilawm natele, ka sanggamnu, ka mou! Na itna uain sangin nakpiin a hoihjaw! Na kinuh gim, gimlim chiteng sangin a hoihjaw.

¹¹Thy lips, [my] spouse, drop [as] the honeycomb; Honey and milk are under thy tongue; And the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.

¹¹Na mukte, Aw ka mou, khuaikhak bangin a takkhiaa: na lei nuaiah khuaiju leh nawitui aom; na puansilh gim Lebanon gim a bang hi.

¹²A garden enclosed is my sister, [my] spouse; A spring shut up, a fountain sealed.

¹²Huan um bing ka sanggamnu, ka mou ahi; tuinak huk, tuikhuk vuh.

¹³Thy shoots are a paradise of pomegranates, with precious fruits; Henna with spikenard plants;

¹³Na tuaite pomgranet huan, gah manphate toh ahi; spiknardi singsuan toh henna-pak.

¹⁴Spikenard and saffron; Calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; Myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:

¹⁴Spiknardi leh pak gimlim, kepbuk leh singnamtui begaw sing tengteng toh; murra leh aloe, gimlim pipen teng toh.

¹⁵A fountain in the gardens, A well of living waters, Which stream from Lebanon.

¹⁵Huana tuikhuk na hia, tuihing lui, Lebanon akipana lui luangte.Khanglouin, Aw mallam hoih; huan hongin, nang simlam; ka huan tungah nungin, huchia huaia gimnamtuite a luankhiak theihna dingin. Ka ngaihnou a huan sungah hongpai henla, a theigah manphate ne hen.

¹⁶Awake, north wind, and come, [thou] south; Blow upon my garden, [that] the spices thereof may flow forth. Let my beloved come into his garden, And eat its precious fruits.

¹⁶Khanglouin, Aw mallam hoih; huan hongin, nang simlam; ka huan tungah nungin, huchia huaia gimnamtuite a luankhiak theihna dingin. Ka ngaihnou a huan sungah hongpai henla, a theigah manphate ne hen.