The water of gravity;
The earth of the strong
Force; the 불, 화재 of electricity;
And the air of the weak belong
Together in the perfect symmetry
Of n-dimensional reality,
Where all indeed become the same,
Within one picture of extended frame;
Before that primordial 키스 gave birth
To fire, water, air and earth…
So all of wisdom, bold and meek,
To unify all forces they do seek:
Amongst whom, the rarely gifted,
Into otherworldly state have shifted,
Caught glimpses of multidimensional reality
And constructed the fabric of string theory.
Ooooh-la-la: Katara!
Why do I want 당신 so?
If 당신 are my friend,
Why do 당신 make me dream no end?
If 당신 are my teacher,
Why do I see 당신 as my peach—err …
If 당신 are my sifu,
Why does my 심장 race for you?
If 당신 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 당신 are but a waterbender,
Why does my 심장 feel so tender,
As if 당신 bent it with your eyes,
Your touch, your kiss?
When will 당신 realize
That I feel such painful bliss
For you, the one I miss,
Even if 당신 stepped away like this
Every second, every hour,
I wish 당신 would shower
Me with your affection,
‘Cos yours is my undivided attention!
Drop dead, Aang!
