¹Late la, Solomon-a.

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

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

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

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

³Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.

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.

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: the upright love thee.

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

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

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.

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 the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.

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?

⁷Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?

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

⁸If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents.

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

⁹I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.

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

¹⁰Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.

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

¹¹We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.

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

¹²While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.

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

¹³A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

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

¹⁴My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.

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

¹⁵Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.

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

¹⁶Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.

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

¹⁷The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.