Beethoven: Symphony No. 9 In D Minor, Op. 125, An Die Freude
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
Beethoven: Symphony No. 9 In D Minor, Op. 125, To Joy
Joy, beautiful spark of the gods
Daughter from Elysium
We enter, drunk with fire
Heavenly one, your sanctuary!
Your magic reunites
What custom strictly divided
All people become brothers
Where your gentle wing rests
Escrita por: Ludwig van Beethoven