600 horses is a song about a boattrip in Malaysia to Tioman island and the lovely place Nipah on it.Going from Mersing you are travelling by a long boat driven by three enormous 200 horse power engines.From a distance you see islands coming out of the haze……… and water kindly hits your face. 

600 horses  (Tioman –Nipah)   4.13    music & lyrics by Henk de Geus  

Fast boat speading faster,I’m riding on the waves
Fast boat speading faster,water hits my face
Sixhundred horses,pushed me through the sea
Sixhundred horses,twohundred times three 

Fast boat speading faster,I’m heading for the east
Fast boat speading faster a hundred miles at least
Sixhundred horses,pushed me through the sea
Sixhundred horses,twohundred times three

Island of Tioman,Chinees sea
Down at Nipah is where I wonna be ….I wonna be

Fast boat speading faster,I’m heading for the west
Fast boat speading faster,in Nipah I had good rest
Sixhundred horses pushed me through the sea
Sixhundred horses,twohundred times three

Island of Tioman,chinees sea
Down at Nipah is where I wonna be ….I wonna be                 


600 horses

In the spring of 2009 singer/songwriter Henk de Geus travelled from Banjul, Gambia through Janjanbureh and Basse, Velingara in Senegal , Koundara, Labe and Dalaba in Guinea to Conakry, de capitol of this country. In his music- and songs, Henk de Geus sings about his adventures and experiences on his journeys. Ataya is a tea ceremony in West-Africa. Lot of nice photo’s of Africa. By the way….the African with the guitar is Jelai Kante, Mori’s brother in Kissidougou….remember yeke yeke ! 


Ataya

black

Black is no colour, black is no light
Black is no faces , you can see in the night
When candles are burning , bound to die soon
Black are the bodies , that fall from the moon
My papers in order , just let me go , 
I am crossing your border , turn your lights low

Honey I left you , for two months alone 
The reason for leaving , a trip on my own
The way in Guinée , is like walking the line
It turned out so well , it turn out to be mine
Children my children , now that you have grown
I dared to abandon you , for two months….alone
Pappa forgive him , for flying out far
The rolling stone will stop, where ever you are


Black

Op de heuvel (Somewhere deep inAfrica at the border of Guinee, Liberia en Ivorycoast)

Ik sta hier op de heuvel ,misschien ga je me bellen
Alleen hier heb ik bereik, ik heb je zoveel te vertellen
Al drie maal stond ik hier, bij het vallen van de nacht
Probeer je me te bellen, ik wacht ik wacht ik wacht
Al zo lang…….hier op de heuvel

Soms is er geen bereik meer , alle streepjes weg
Probeer je me te bellen, dan heb ik nú dus pech
Antennes , satellieten, signalen door de nacht
Probeer je me te bellen, ik wacht ik wacht ik wacht
Al zo lang……..hier op de heuvel 


Meer mensen om me heen ,wachten hier op hun bereik
Allo allo allo, kan je me horen
Ik sta hier op de heuvel, misschien ga je me bellen
En weg is het bereik , ik zal moeten wachten met vertellen
So long, ….hier op de heuvel.

Solo

Maar dan opeens ,komt jóuw stem naar voren
‘k heb je eindelijk aan de lijn, ’t is zó goed je weer te horen
M’n Corry Corry lief, over berg en oceaan
‘k zal nooit meer bij je weg gaan, zo lang bij jou vandaan,
Zo lang………zo laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang!!


Op de heuvel

In 2009 Henk de Geus  made a journey through Guinea (Conakry). In his song ‘Tour de Guinée’ ,with pictures that most of them he also made, Henk sings about his travel-experiences:

Travelling here is self organised only. Every city has it’s ‘gare-voiture’, a place where you can find Peugeot 505’s with extra high suspension to bring you to the next town or village. These bush taxi’s will only depart when all 12 (!) seats are taken; sometimes it is not until the late afternoon that you will begin and travel by night through  the west African wilderness.
Since political instability in 2009, strict police controls were held at any entrance or exit of towns and cities. If you didn’t have identification (there was always somebody without), intimidation followed and you had to pay a fine. Most of the time people had no money for that. In such cases the driver payed for the fine ( in fact the ticket price for the drive already included money for fines ) and the trip was continued: tedious, sometimes frightening moments full of pressure  and stress!
In Douckie ,in the highlands of Fouta Djallon, Henk found accommodation in a place suitable for travellers. The long guided hikes were rewarded with visits to paradise…….breathtaking! 
In the southeast of Guinea, somewhere at the border with Liberia and Ivory coast you can find the Nimba mountains. It is tropical forest with chimpanzees in the wild. As with their ancestors, the local population have a special bond with the apes. 
In another village Henk met Daniel, a travelling brick maker who still wasn’t paid after 7 months of hard work! Daniel couldn’t afford to go back home to his family whom he had’nt seen in four years. 


Henk de Geus

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