Don't back down on me!

I arise from dreams of thee... In the first sweet sleep of night,

when the winds are breathing low and the stars are shinning bright.

I arise from dreams of thee,

and a spirit in my feet has led me who knows how?

To thy chamber windows,

SWEET!

The wandering airs they faint on the dark the silent stream,

The champak odors fail like sweet thoughts in a dream,

the nightingale's complaint,

it dies upon her heart, As I must did on thine.

O! Beloved as thou art!

Oh! Lift from the grass!

I did, I faint, I fail,

Let thy love in kisses pain on my kids and eyelids pale.

My cheeks is cold and white,

Alas!

My heart beats love and fast,

Oh! Press it close to thine again, where it will break at last.

Me jealous? Nooo!!

Anyway, who remembered Invadar Zim??

One of the best cartoon series ever!

We are dooooomed!!

*off~