Beethoven Symphony No. 9. Ode an die Freude
Schiller: Ode to Joy
Translation: John Glenn Paton
Joy, beautiful spark of the gods, daughter from Elysium, we, drunk with fire, step into your holy shrine, Heavenly One. Your magic binds together again that which custom has rigidly divided: all human beings become brothers wherever your gentle wing is. Be embraced, millions! This kiss is for the whole world! Brothers, over the starry canopy there must be a loving Father dwelling. Whoever has succeeded in the great attempt to be a friend to a friend, whoever has won a dear wife, may he mix in his rejoicing! Yes, whoever can call even only one soul his on the round earth! And whoever never could, let him leave secretly, weeping, from this union. Whatever inhabits the great Circle, may it honor ...