HIER BEGINNEN DE LIEDEKENS VAN PAEPKEN UUT,
HERE START THE SONGS OF POPISTS OUT,
ende gaet op de wijse: Broeders en Susters en, etc.
and go’s on this way: Brothers and Sisters and, etc.
(referring to the melody of the song)
Ick hope dat den tijt noch comen sal,
Datmen sal roepen over al,
Eendrachtich voor een leus,
Als Breerode met blijde gheschal:
Vive vive le geus.
Een lied verspreidt dankzij de eerste printers, destijds handwerke.
I hope the time shall once come,
That men shall shout over all people,
As one for a slogan,
As Breerode with happy sound,
Vive vive le geus.
(Breederode was an Anarchist in the Netherlands, that had to flee to Germany)
Die edele heere van Breeroe soet,
Metten gracf van Nassou dat edel bloet
Seer ingenieus,
Den grave van Culenburch metter spoet,
Vive vive le geus,
This noble lord of Breero sweet,
With count of Nassow that noble blood,
Very ingenious,
The count of Culenburch in speed,
Vive vive le geus,
Dese hebben ons verlost vanden cardinael
En van de kettermeesters int generael,
Vanden bisschop seer pompeus;
Dus roepen wy met blijschap altemael:
Vive vive le geus.
These have liberated us from the cardinal,
And of the inquisition judges in general,
Of the bishop very pomp;
Zo we call with joy althogether:
Vive vive le geus.
Sy hadden ons ghepast te brenghen inden noot
Als slachtschaepkens diemen doot,
Met tyrannije beus;
Dus roepen wy, want Godt verdroot:
Vive vive le geus.
They had made us bring in need
As sheep for slaughter to death,
With tyranny bent;
So we call, cause God help us out:
Vive vive le geus.
Sy hadden na ons bloedt ghevast;
Ons goet te nemen hadden sy ghepast,
Want sy maken ons fameus
Voor den coninck, maer roept ontlast:
Vive vive le geus.
They fasted after our blood;
To steal us off they had in mind,
Because they make us famous
For the king, but we call in poverty after being robbed:
Vive vive le geus.
Hertoch Eerick heeft hem sterck gheset
Teghen die Waerheyt reyn en net,
met lancen ende speer;
Hierom gheeft Godt, diet heeft belet,
Lof, glory, prijs, end eer.
His lordship Eerick has dug himself in
Against truth clean and decent,
with lance and spear;
Herefore has God, that had stopped this,
Praise, glory, blessing, and honour.
Die prins van Orangixebn triumphant,
Met andere baroenen hier int lant,
Sy waren damboreus;
Godt maeckte haer synen wille bekant,
Vive vive le geus.
The prince the Orange victorious,
With other flags here in the land,
They were very brave;
God made them know his will,
Vive vive le geus.
De deken van Ronsen om Gods woort bloot,
Hy heeft ghebracht menich christen ter doot
Met moede preus;
Daerom roepen wy, cleyn en groot:
Vive vive le geus.
The blanket of torture for Gods word,
He brought many christian to death
As a last salvation;
That’s why we call, big and small,
Vive vive le geus.
De marcgraef van Antwerpen is een wreet tyrant,
Hy heeft de christenen verdroncken en verbrant,
Met nijde dangereus;
Dus roepen wy tot zijnder schandt:
Vive vive le geus.
The Lord of Antwerp is a cruel tyrant,
He has drowned and burned the christians,
with dangerous anger;
So we call to challenge him:
Vive vive le geus.
Bisschoppen en prelaten achtmen nu niet meer,
Noch den paus met syne valsche leer,
Want sy zijn venineus;
Dus roepen wy teghen haer eer,
Vive vive le geus.
Bishops and prelates is no more esteemed,
Nor the pope with his false teachings,
Because they are venomous.
So we call against their honour,
Vive vive le geus.
Verblijt u alle gader met groot jolijt,
Die den cardinalen draghen de trouw te spijt,
Als sy vragen na de leus,
Dus segt altijt en weest verblijt:
Vive vive le geus.
Enjoy thou all together in great fun,
That the cardinal wears, without loyalty,
If they ask after the slogan,
So always say, and be happy about it:
Vive vive le geus.
Danckt Godt, den Prins van hemelrijck.
Gy die de Waerheyt soeckt ghelijck,
Hoe langer hoe meer,
Betert u, gheeft Godt autentijck
Lot, glory, prijs end eer.
Thank God for it, the Prince of heaven’s glory.
All you that seeketh Truth,
The more the longer,
Improveth thee, giveth God authenticity
Fate, glory, price and honour.