Ooooh-la-la: Katara!
Why do I want tu so?
If tu are my friend,
Why do tu make me dream no end?
If tu are my teacher,
Why do I see tu as my peach—err …
If tu are my sifu,
Why does my corazón race for you?
If tu are a couple of years older,
Why does my passion smoulder
Inside me—
Drive me krazy?
Why, why, why, Katara?
What kind of Avatar
Am I, I, I, Katara?
If tu are but a waterbender,
Why does my corazón feel so tender,
As if tu bent it with your eyes,
Your touch, your kiss?
When will tu realize
That I feel such painful bliss
For you, the one I miss,
Even if tu stepped away like this
Every second, every hour,
I wish tu would shower
Me with your affection,
‘Cos yours is my undivided attention!
Drop dead, Aang!
