Carlos Santana - Night Hunting Time [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Drunk all the whiskey
But I still can't get no rest
Brain trapped on a roller coaster
Got a pain in my chest
Cold water on my eyeballs
Send a shiver up my spine
Hit the street in the wee wee hours
This is the night hunting time

[Chorus]
Don't know what I'm doing here[x2]
Got to get my senses clear

[Verse 2]
Stumble in off the footpath
Heard the sounds from below
Get accustomed to the darkness
Got to take it real slow
Sweat streaming down my cheekbones
Smoke stinging my eyes
Walls dripping like the jungle
But this ain't no paradise

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Stumble up to the counter
Catch the tension in the air
Black Sabbath drive a young boy crazy
This ain't no frivolous affair
Young girl sipping Pernod
Body hunger in her glance
No stopping when it comes to doing
The Heavy Metal Romance

[Chorus]