Joy.

Joy, beautiful sparkle of the gods,

Daughter of Elysium,

We enter, fire-drunk,

Heavenly one, your shrine.

Your magics bind again

What custom has strictly parted.

Beggars become princes' brothers

Where your tender wing lingers

Be embraced, millions!

This kiss to the entire world!

Brothers, above the starry canopy

Must a loving Father reside.

Whoever has succeeded in the great attempt

To be a friend's friend;

Whoever has won a lovely woman

Add in his jubilation!

Yes, who calls even one soul

His own on the earth's sphere!

And whoever never could achieve this,

Let him steal away crying from this gathering!

Those who occupy the great circle,

Pay homage to sympathy!

It leads to the stars

Where the unknown one reigns.

All creatures drink joy

At the breasts of nature,

All good, all evil

Follow her trail of roses.

Kisses she gave us, and the vine,

A friend, proven in death.

Pleasure was given to the worm,

And the cherub stands before God.

Do you fall down, you millions?

Do you sense the creator, world?

Seek him above the starry canopy,

Above the stars he must live.

Joy is the name of the strong spring

In eternal nature.

Joy, joy drives the wheels

In the great clock of worlds.

She lures flowers from the buds,

Suns out of the firmament,

She rolls spheres in the spaces

That the seer's telescope does not know.

Happy, as his suns fly

Through the heaven’s magnificent plain

Run, brothers, your track

Joyfully, as a hero to victory.

From the fiery mirror of truth

She smiles upon the researcher,

Towards virtue’s steep hill

She guides the endurer’s path.

Upon faith’s sunlit mountain

One sees her banners in the wind,

Through the opening of burst coffins

One sees them standing in the chorus of angels.

Endure courageously, millions!

Endure for the better world!

There above the starry canopy

A great God will reward.

Gods one cannot repay

Beautiful it is, to be like them.

Grief and poverty, acquaint yourselves

With the joyful ones rejoice.

Anger and revenge be forgotten,

Our deadly enemy be forgiven,

No tears shall he shed

No remorse shall gnaw at him

Our debt registers be abolished

Reconcile the entire world!

Brothers, over the starry canopy

God judges, as we judged.

Joy bubbles in the cup,

In the grape’s golden blood

Cannibals drink gentleness

The fearful, courage --

Brothers, fly from your perches,

When the full cup is passed,

Let the foam spray to the heavens

This glass to the good spirit

He whom the spirals of stars praise,

He whom the seraphim’s hymn glorifies,

This glass to the good spirit

Above the starry canopy!

Courage firm in great suffering,

Help there, where innocence weeps,

Eternally sworn oaths,

Truth towards friend and foe,

Mens’ pride before kings’ thrones --

Brothers, even if it costs property and blood, --

The crowns to those who earn them,

Defeat to the lying brood!

Close the holy circle tighter,

Swear by this golden vine:

Remain true to the vows,

Swear by the judge above the stars!

Escape the tyrants’ chains,

Generosity also to the villain,

Hope upon the deathbeds,

Mercy from the high court!

The dead, too, shall live!

Brothers, drink and chime in,

All sinners shall be forgiven,

And hell shall be no more.

A serene departing hour!

Sweet sleep in the shroud!

Brothers—a mild sentence

From the final judge!

-  Friedrich Schiller

Beethoven Symphony No. 9 in D minor, Op. 125,  Presto - Allegro assai. Presto - Recitativo - Allegro assai vivace alla marcia - Allegro ma non troppo ...