The Departure (Main title theme from "The Leftovers" - Music from the HBO series) - Khatia Buniatishvili

(Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, girl) (Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl) (Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl) (Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl) (Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl) (Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl) (Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl) (Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl) (Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, girl) Diamante, baby hairs laid (yeah) Money long, long, bitch, I been gettin' paid (uh) Keep a big bag, nеver fold, Damier Bitch, I'm good in any hood but it's love in thе Bay (mwah) And my wrists on my baguette, we ain't shinin' the same I pull up in a Range, and the squad never change Icy, that's the gang, gang, gang (ha) 'Bout get it on the floor, buss it down, make it shake (yeah) Long ass nails like some crab legs Team like supreme, never average How you always be disappearin' from the side, bitch? (Bitch) Let me find you a dime, you a savage (that's right) I know that's right, ain't never motherfuckin' wrong, hey Ha, get it, girl, what? What? What? (Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl) get it, girl (Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl) get it, girl (Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl) get it, girl (Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl) yeah What that shit do? (Mm) What I tell her to (yeah) What that shit do? (What?) What I tell her to (bitch) What that shit do? (What?) What I tell her to (yeah) What that h- do? What I tell her to, bitch Ass on soul food, ass on Ziti (uh-huh) Ass on Buffy, ass on Saweetie, haha Give a lil' somethin' if he start gettin' greedy Got a squad full of tens and they all hella pretty Where the big ballin' niggas and they friends at? (Mwah) Where the ends I'm finna spend a couple M's then? Where the Yves Saint Laurent full of lens at? Make a chick have to fix up her wig cap, wow Patty cake, patty cake, get your man Everybody on me when I do my dance I look like money and I taste like M's (mwah) I see them imitate but that's cool, I'm a trend Move my ass like that, and my makeup planned I don't chase no man, that don't make no sense She a bougie ghetto girl, so they mad bitch, and? If you got a problem with it, you can come and get the hands (Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl) get it, girl (Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl) get it, girl (Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl) get it, girl (Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl) yeah What that shit do? (Mm) What I tell her to (yeah) What that shit do? (What?) What I tell her to (bitch) What that shit do? (What?) What I tell her to (yeah) What that h- do? What I tell her to, bitch I know that's right, ain't never motherfuckin' wrong Ayy, huh Get it, girl, what? What? What?

You wanna act impatient every time I come around Every time I wear the crown But then you see me when I'm at my lowest Then you wanna take advantage of me Petty 'cause you know me, petty 'cause you want everything Got your new blood in your nose vein This the type of shit you on So I'll call you when you're up again Don't know if I'm ready Talk to you tomorrow You can call me petty But I get angry when you come to mind Don't say that you're sorry Too late to the party Girl, don't get me started I refuse to let you ruin my- Motives feeling good, tryna make me wait Looking for a fight, just to make me stay To be honest, you've been fiending for attention 'cause you need it all Bitchin' like you been up to something All in the phones you take, hotels you wait in But you don't really got nowhere to be 'Cause you wasting your time again Trippin' like you want it, trippin' like you had everything On your own terms, in your own way I don't wanna see your flaws So I'll call you by your other name Don't know if I'm ready Talk to you tomorrow (talk to you tomorrow) You can call me petty But I get angry when you come to mind Don't say that you're sorry (don't say that you're sorry) Too late to the party (oh) Girl, don't get me started (oh) I refuse to let you ruin my- Trippin' like you want it, trippin' like you had everything Trippin' like you want it, trippin' like you had everything

The war was lost The treaty signed I was not caught I crossed the line I was not caught Though many tried I live among you, well-disguised I had to leave my life behind I dug some graves You'll never find the story's told With facts and lies I had a name but never mind Never mind Never mind The war was lost The treaty signed There's truth that lives And truth that dies I don't know which So never mind يا سلام على السلام يا سلام يا سلام سلام على السلام Your victory was so complete Some among you Thought to keep a record of our little lives The clothes we wore our spoons our knives The games of luck Our soldiers played The stones we cut The songs we made Our law of peace Which understands A husband leads A wife commands And all of these Expressions of the sweet indifference Some call love The high indifference Some call fate But we had names more intimate Names so deep And names so true They're blood to me They're dust to you There is no need And this survives There's truth that lives And truth that dies Never mind Never mind I leave the life I left behind There's truth that lives And truth that dies I don't know which Never mind يا سلام على السلام يا سلام يا سلام يا سلام، يا سلام يا سلام I could not kill The way you kill I could not hate I tried, I failed You turned me in At least you tried You side with them whom You despise This was your heart This swarm of flies This was once your mouth This bowl of lies You serve them well, I'm not surprised You're of their kin You're of their kind Never mind Never mind I had to leave my life behind The story's told With facts and lies You own the world so never mind Never mind Never mind I live the life I left behind I live it full I live it wide Through layers of time You can't divide My woman's here My children too Their graves are safe from ghosts like you In places deep With roots entwined I live the life I left behind The war was lost The treaty signed I was not caught Across the line I was not caught Though many tried I live among you, well-disguised

Come out, sinner Sinner, come out to call me Sinner, come out to call me Run to the road Run to the road Run to the road Your time draws nigh It's a sign of the judgement It's a sign of the judgement Ooh, it's a sign of the judgement It's a sign of the judgement It's a sign of the judgement Sign of the judgement It's a sign of the judgement It's a sign of the judgement It's a sign of the judgement No hiding place No hiding place There's no hiding place Two tall angels Two tall angels Two tall angels On a chariot wheel Oh, on a chariot wheel Mmm, on a chariot wheel Dark clouds rising Dark clouds rising Dark clouds are rising It's a sign of the judgement It's a sign of the judgement Yes, it's a sign of the judgement It's a sign of the judgement It's a sign of the judgement It's a sign It's a sign Sign of the judgement It's a sign of the judgement