1I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys. Lover
1Saron pak ka hia, phaijang lilipak.
2As a lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters. Beloved
2Ling laka lili pak bangin, huchibangin tanute lakah ka it a om hi.
3As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, his fruit was sweet to my taste.
3Gamlak singte laka apul kung bangin, huchibangin tapate lakah ka ngaihnou a om hi. Nakpia kipahna toh a lim nuaiah ka tua, a gah tuh ka chepin a khum hi.
4He brought me to the banquet hall. His banner over me is love.
4Annek khawmna inah a honpia, ka tunga a puanlap itna ahi.
5Strengthen me with raisins, refresh me with apples; For I am faint with love.
5Grepgimin honkhou unla, apul theiin honnem un: jawlngaiin ka chi a na ngala.
6His left hand is under my head. His right hand embraces me.
6A khut veilam ka lu nuaiah a om, a khut taklamin a honpom.
7I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, or by the hinds of the field, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.
7Zuktal leh gama zukpite ka hon ngen hi, Aw Jerusalem tanute, ka it hihbuai kei unla, phawng kei un, a lungkim matan.
8The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes, leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
8Ka ngaihnou aw! ngai un, a hong hi, mual tungahte a tawma, tang tungahte a diang hi.
9My beloved is like a roe or a young hart. Behold, he stands behind our wall! He looks in at the windows. He glances through the lattice.
9Ka ngaihnou jaw zuktal hiam sakhi tuaiilai bang ahi: Ngaiin, ka kulhbang nung lam uah a dinga, tohlette ah a ena, a nannate ah amah a kimu sak.
10My beloved spoke, and said to me, “Rise up, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.
10Ka ngaihnouin thu a gena, ka kiangah Thou in, ka it, ka kilawmnou, hongpai mangin, a chi a.
11For, behold, the winter is past. The rain is over and gone.
11Ngaiin, phalbi lah a beita ngala, vuah a theutaa, a paimang ta hi;
12The flowers appear on the earth. The time of the singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.
12Lei tungah pakte hongkilanga; vasate lasak hun a hongtunga, i gam uah khumin aw a kizata hi;
13The fig tree ripens her green figs. The vines are in blossom. They give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.” Lover
13Theipi kungin a gah hingte a min saka, grepguite a pak lun uh, a gimlimte uh a suaksak uhi. Thou ve, ka it, ka kilawmnou hongpai mangin.
14My dove in the clefts of the rock, In the hiding places of the mountainside, Let me see your face. Let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.
14Suangpi heng khawng, mun sang munbu khawnga om, Aw ka vakhu, na mel honmusak inla, na aw lah a khm a, na mel lah a hoih ngala.
15Catch for us the foxes, the little foxes that spoil the vineyards; for our vineyards are in blossom. Beloved
15Sehalte, grephuan hihsia, sehal neute honmatsak ve; ka grephuan uh lah a paklun ngala.
16My beloved is mine, and I am his. He browses among the lilies.
16Ka ngaihnou kei ahi, kei amah a ka hi: lili pak lakah a gan a vaka.Ni a nongnema, limliapte a man matan, ka ngaihnou aw, kihei inla Bether mual tunga zuktal hiam sakhi tuailai bangin omin.
17Beloved Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be like a roe or a young hart on the mountains of Bether.
17Ni a nongnema, limliapte a man matan, ka ngaihnou aw, kihei inla Bether mual tunga zuktal hiam sakhi tuailai bangin omin.