O Freunde, Nicht Diese Töne
Wiener Philharmoniker
O Friends, Not These Tones
Ode to joy
O friends, not these tones!
But let us strike up more pleasant sounds and
More joyful!
Joy, o wondrous spark divine
Daughter of elysium
Drunk with fire now we enter
Heavenly one, your holy shrine
Your magic powers join again
What fashion strictly did divide
Brotherhood unites all men
Where your gentle wing's spread wide
The man who's been so fortunate
To become the friend of a friend
The man who has won a fair woman -
To the rejoicing let him add his voice
The man who calls but a single soul
Somewhere in the world his own!
And he who never managed this -
Let him steal forth from our throng!
Joy is drunk by every creature
From nature's fair and charming breast
Every being, good or evil
Follows in her rosy steps
Kisses she gave to us, and vines
And one good friend, tried in death
The serpent she endowed with base desire
And the cherub stands before God
Gladly as his suns do fly
Through the heavens' splendid plan
Run now, brothers, your own course
Joyful like a conquering hero
Embrace each other now, you millions!
The kiss is for the whole wide world!
Brothers - over the starry firmament
A beloved father must surely dwell
Do you come crashing down, you millions?
Do you sense the creators presence, world?
Seek him above the starry firmament
For above the stars he surely dwells
