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