esteban199633 Narrator: In the mid-eighteenth century, waves of violence flooded our Brabant Kempen and the Limburg countryside. Hordes of unscrupulous crook suits marched through our peaceful alleys in a looting and arsonous manner. They called themselves "De Bokkenrijders" (The Buckriders) after shadowy air spirits who, according to a medieval myth, were seated on bucks, swarming through the dark night sky and could even enter closed houses. Marie: The Buckriders, viper brood, that's it! They have to wipe them out with root and branch, they have to! Young Pear: Yes, that's for sure Marie, that's for sure! Villager: I heard they burned down the stony of Arjan de Stoere last night, and brought everything of value! Trees: Oh yes? It's not true, is it? Marie: Viper brood, that's it! Trees: They say that their eyes shine in the dark and that they are so fast that fate strikes you like thunder! Marie: I am telling you that! Underhanded mob that servants the common people with low pranks and bribery. Let them rob the landlord, then they will come home from a cold fair! (Dutch saying) He has plenty of country servants to teach them good mores and to finish his handiwork! Narrator: The myth tells that this demonic army of Buckriders found its end in a horrible battle, high in the heavens above the Postel Abbey. For sixty long years, the gang exercised a real reign of terror over the rural population. Their satanic guild sign, a bucks leg, filled everyone with shudder and fear. Young Pear: Cursed are those Bokkenrijders, the parasites of this region and their Hugo in particular! Marie: It's a wicked doak that a Hugo. With its long black mane, it's a devil right. When he is around you are not sure about your life. Trees: Not to mention good and good! Marie: Even the bolts for the trap door don't stop him! Trees: Ah Lord, who will be able to free us from such torturers ?! Young Pear: A blasphemous bandit, that's for sure, but remember: "Pride comes before the fall!" Villager: Heh, that may well be Young Pear, but for the moment he doesn't care! Marie: As a young man, he wasn't good. Always against the director. You saw it coming then that he would become a joke. Narrator: Hear here the story of Hugo, Hugo van den Loonsche Duynen, who joined this mean pack of robbers. A man without any compassion, possessed of unbridled greed and craving for money. Hugo, the Buckrider...
Wist je dat dat hek het oude hek is van de oude ingang van de Efteling 😉
Solaina Sjoukens Oh ja, nu zie ik het
Dat wist ik helemaal niet!
Oh, dat is eigenlijk best wel cool!
Yup, Ingang West. Staat nu VV.
Can someone translate the audio please?^^
esteban199633
Narrator: In the mid-eighteenth century, waves of violence flooded our Brabant Kempen and the Limburg countryside. Hordes of unscrupulous crook suits marched through our peaceful alleys in a looting and arsonous manner. They called themselves "De Bokkenrijders" (The Buckriders) after shadowy air spirits who, according to a medieval myth, were seated on bucks, swarming through the dark night sky and could even enter closed houses.
Marie: The Buckriders, viper brood, that's it! They have to wipe them out with root and branch, they have to!
Young Pear: Yes, that's for sure Marie, that's for sure!
Villager: I heard they burned down the stony of Arjan de Stoere last night, and brought everything of value!
Trees: Oh yes? It's not true, is it?
Marie: Viper brood, that's it!
Trees: They say that their eyes shine in the dark and that they are so fast that fate strikes you like thunder!
Marie: I am telling you that! Underhanded mob that servants the common people with low pranks and bribery. Let them rob the landlord, then they will come home from a cold fair! (Dutch saying) He has plenty of country servants to teach them good mores and to finish his handiwork!
Narrator: The myth tells that this demonic army of Buckriders found its end in a horrible battle, high in the heavens above the Postel Abbey. For sixty long years, the gang exercised a real reign of terror over the rural population. Their satanic guild sign, a bucks leg, filled everyone with shudder and fear.
Young Pear: Cursed are those Bokkenrijders, the parasites of this region and their Hugo in particular!
Marie: It's a wicked doak that a Hugo. With its long black mane, it's a devil right. When he is around you are not sure about your life.
Trees: Not to mention good and good!
Marie: Even the bolts for the trap door don't stop him!
Trees: Ah Lord, who will be able to free us from such torturers ?!
Young Pear: A blasphemous bandit, that's for sure, but remember: "Pride comes before the fall!"
Villager: Heh, that may well be Young Pear, but for the moment he doesn't care!
Marie: As a young man, he wasn't good. Always against the director. You saw it coming then that he would become a joke.
Narrator: Hear here the story of Hugo, Hugo van den Loonsche Duynen, who joined this mean pack of robbers. A man without any compassion, possessed of unbridled greed and craving for money. Hugo, the Buckrider...
Here you have the text: songteksten.net/lyric/1592/36863/efteling/villa-volta.html, you can translate it into English in Deepl or Google Translate.