Thursday, September 18, 2014

'The Woman'

Kan nun theuhah hian mi bik an awm thin a ni a. Hmangaihna nun a ni emaw, Khawtlanga inhmanna kawng a ni emaw, chhungkua thleng hian mi bik an awm thin. 

Kei pawn hei hi chu aw ka tih vawng vawng, zan lam mang thleng thlenga mi kiansan ngai lo tu, a tawngka chhuaka thu leh hla mawi bik awm chuang lo, mahse ka thinlungin mawi a tihpalh, thlifim hnuaia a leng vawt leh ni sensa hnuaia a sentai lai chena hmuhnawm ka tih a awm a.


Vawiin hian khua a duai hle a, ngaihtuahna pawn hlimthla leh sulhnu lunglenn a chhuak pek a tin a ni e.

For you, the one i called 'The Woman'

Given thee, me heart’s a gift,
Oh, gift thy heart to me;
Put away together,
In a stronghold titanium;
Lock by a key lost at sea so vast,
It will never recover be;
Cast away the hold,
In a place so dark;
It will never came to light!

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