Babaratiri - Tito Puente, Mongo Santamaria

Watching her

Strolling in the night, so white

Wondering why it’s only after dark

In her eyes

A distant fire light burns bright

Wondering why it’s only after dark

I find myself in her room

Feel the fever of my doom

Falling, falling through the floor

I’m knocking on the Devil’s door, yeah

In the dawn

I wake up to find her gone

And a note says, 'Only after dark'

Burning, burning in the flame

Now I know her secret name

You can tear her temple down

But she’ll be back and rule again

In my heart

The deep and dark and lonely part

Wants her and waits for after dark

After dark, after dark, after dark