Ode To Joy - André Rieu, Johann Strauss Orchestra, Ludwig van Beethoven

Freude, schöner Götterfunken

Tochter aus Elysium,

Wir betreten feuertrunken,

Himmlische, dein Heiligtum!

Deine Zauber binden wieder

Was die Mode streng geteilt;

Alle Menschen werden Brüder,

Wo dein sanfter Flügel weilt.

Wem der große Wurf gelungen,

Eines Freundes Freund zu sein;

Wer ein holdes Weib errungen,

Mische seinen Jubel ein!

Ja, wer auch nur eine Seele

Sein nennt auf dem Erdenrund!

Und wer’s nie gekonnt, der stehle

Weinend sich aus diesem Bund!

Freude trinken alle Wesen

An den Brüsten der Natur;

Alle Guten, alle Bösen

Folgen ihrer Rosenspur.

Küsse gab sie uns und Reben,

Einen Freund, geprüft im Tod;

Wollust ward dem Wurm gegeben,

und der Cherub steht vor Gott.

Froh,

wie seine Sonnen fliegen

Durch des Himmels prächt'gen Plan,

Laufet, Brüder, eure Bahn,

Freudig, wie ein Held zum Siegen.

Seid umschlungen, Millionen!

Diesen Kuß der ganzen Welt!

Brüder, über'm Sternenzelt

Muß ein lieber Vater wohnen.

Ihr stürzt nieder, Millionen?

Ahnest du den Schöpfer, Welt?

Such' ihn über'm Sternenzelt!

Über Sternen muß er wohnen.

(English Traslation)

Joy, bright spark of divinity,

Daughter of Elysium,

Fire-inspired we tread

Thy sanctuary.

Thy magic power re-unites

All that custom has divided,

All men become brothers

Under the sway of thy gentle wings.

Whoever has created

An abiding friendship,

Or has won

A true and loving wife,

All who can call at least one soul theirs,

Join in our song of praise;

But any who cannot must creep tearfully

Away from our circle.

All creatures drink of joy

At nature’s breast.

Just and unjust

Alike taste of her gift;

She gave us kisses and the fruit of the vine,

A tried friend to the end.

Even the worm can fell contentment,

And the cherub stands before God !

Gladly, like the heavenly bodies

Which He set on their courses

Through the splendour of the firmament;

Thus, brothers, you should run your race,

As a hero going to conquest.

You millions, I embrace you.

This kiss is for all the world !

Brothers, above the starry canopy

There must dwell a loving Father.

Do you fall in worship, you millions?

World, do you know your Creator?

Seek Him in the heavens !

Above the stars must He dwell.

Joy, beautiful spark of the gods

Daughter from Elysium,

We enter, drunk with fire,

Heavenly, your sanctuary!

Your spells bind again

What fashion strictly divided;

All people become brothers,

Where your gentle wing rests.

Who made the big hit

to be a friend's friend;

Whoever has won a devoted wife,

Mix in his cheers!

Yes, who even has a soul

His names on the earth round!

And whoever hasn't been able to steal

Weeping out of this covenant!

All beings drink joy

On nature's breasts;

All good, all bad

Follow their trail of roses.

she gave us kisses and vines,

A friend tested in death;

Pleasure was given to the worm,

And the cherub stands before God.

Joyful,

how his suns fly

Through Heaven's magnificent plan,

Run, brothers, your course,

Happy like a hero to victory.

Be embraced, millions!

This kiss for the whole world!

Brothers, above the starry sky

Must a dear father live.

You fall down, millions?

Do you suspect the Creator, world?

Look for him over the starry sky!

He must dwell above the stars.

(English Traslation)

Joy, bright spark of divinity,

Daughter of Elysium,

Fire-inspired we tread

Thy sanctuary.

Thy magic power re-unites

All that custom has divided,

All men become brothers

Under the sway of thy gentle wings.

Whoever has created

an abiding friendship,

Or has won

A true and loving wife,

All who can call at least one soul theirs,

Join in our song of praise;

But any who cannot must creep tearfully

Away from our circle.

All creatures drink of joy

At nature's breast.

Just and unjust

Alike taste of her gift;

She gave us kisses and the fruit of the vine,

A tried friend to the end.

Even the worm can fell contentment,

And the cherub stands before God !

Gladly, like the heavenly bodies

Which He set on their courses

Through the splendor of the firmament;

Thus, brothers, you should run your race,

As a hero going to conquest.

You millions, I embrace you.

This kiss is for all the world!

Brothers, above the starry canopy

There must dwell a loving Father.

Do you fall in worship, you millions?

World, do you know your Creator?

Seek Him in the heavens!

Above the stars must He dwell.