(Barítono)
Oh amigos, mudemos de tom!
Entoemos algo mais prazeroso
E mais alegre!
(Barítonos, quarteto e coro)
Alegre, formosa centelha divina,
Filha do Elíseo,
Ébrios de fogo entramos
Em teu santuário celeste!
Tua magia volta a unir
O que o costume rigorosamente dividiu.
Todos os homens se irmanam
Ali onde teu doce vôo se detém.
Quem já conseguiu o maior tesouro
De ser o amigo de um amigo,
Quem já conquistou uma mulher amável
Rejubile-se conosco!
Sim, mesmo se alguém conquistar apenas uma alma,
Uma única em todo o mundo.
Mas aquele que falhou nisso
Que fique chorando sozinho!
Alegria bebem todos os seres
No seio da Natureza:
Todos os bons, todos os maus,
Seguem seu rastro de rosas.
Ela nos deu beijos e vinho e
Um amigo leal até a morte;
Deu força para a vida aos mais humildes
E ao querubim que se ergue diante de Deus!
(Tenor solo e coro)
Alegremente, como seus sóis corram
Através do esplêndido espaço celeste
Se expressem, irmãos, em seus caminhos,
Alegremente como o herói diante da vitória.
(Coro)
Alegre, formosa centelha divina,
Filha do Elíseo,
Ébrios de fogo entramos
Em teu santuário celeste!
Abracem-se milhões!
Enviem este beijo para todo o mundo!
Irmãos, além do céu estrelado
Mora um Pai Amado.
Milhões se deprimem diante Dele?
Mundo, você percebe seu Criador?
Procure-o mais acima do céu estrelado!
Sobre as estrelas onde Ele mora.
de "An die Freude"
Finale der Symphonie No. 9, Text: Friedrich Schiller
Freunde, nicht dieser Töne!
Sondern lasst uns angenehmere
anstimmen, und freudenvollere!
Freude, Schöner Götterfunken,
Tochter aus Elysium,
Wir betreten feuer-trunken,
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.
Freude, schöner Götterfunken,
Tochter aus Elysium,
Wir betreten feuer-trunken,
Himmlische, dein Heiligtum!
Deine Zauber binden wieder,
Was die Mode streng geteilt;
Alle Menschen werden Brüder,
Wo dein sanfter Flügel weilt.
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.
Original Scores of Beethoven's Ode to Joy
TOTALLY TRANSLATED TO ENGLISH
BARITONE
Oh friends, not these tones!
Let us raise our voices in more
pleasing and more joyful sounds!
ODE TO JOY (Friedrich Schiller)
BARITONE, QUARTET, AND CHORUS
Joy, beautiful spark of the gods,
Daughter of Elysium,
We enter fire imbibed,
Heavenly, thy sanctuary.
Thy magic reunites those
Whom stern custom has parted;
All men will become brothers
Under thy gentle wing.
May he who has had the fortune
To gain a true friend
And he who has won a noble wife
Join in our jubilation!
Yes, even if he calls but one soul
His own in all the world.
But he who has failed in this
Must steal away alone and in tears.
All the world's creatures
Draw joy from nature's breast;
Both the good and the evil
Follow her rose-strewn path.
She gave us kisses and wine
And a friend loyal unto death;
She gave lust for life to the lowliest,
And the Cherub stands before God.
TENOR SOLO AND CHORUS
Joyously, as his suns speed
Through Heaven's glorious order,
Hasten, Brothers, on your way,
Exulting as a knight in victory.
CHORUS
Joy, beautiful spark of the gods,
Daughter of Elysium,
We enter fire imbibed,
Heavenly, thy sanctuary.
Be embraced, Millions!
This kiss for all the world!
Brothers!, above the starry canopy
A loving father must dwell.
Can you sense the Creator, world?
Seek him above the starry canopy.
Above the stars He must dwell.
Be embraced, Millions!
This kiss for all the world!
Brothers!, above the starry canopy
A loving father must dwell.
Can you sense the Creator, world?
Seek him above the starry canopy.
Above the stars He must dwell.
Joy, beautiful spark of the gods,
Daughter of Elysium,
We enter fire imbibed,
Heavenly, thy sanctuary.
Be embraced, Millions!
This kiss for all the world!
Brothers!, above the starry canopy
A loving father must dwell.
Can you sense the Creator, world?
Seek him above the starry canopy.
Above the stars He must dwell.
Be embraced, Millions!
This kiss for all the world!
Brothers!, above the starry canopy
A loving father must dwell.
Can you sense the Creator, world?
Seek him above the starry canopy.
Above the stars He must dwell.
Joy, daughter of Elysium
Thy magic reunites those
Whom stern custom has parted;
All men will become brothers
Under thy gentle wing.
Be embraced, Millions!
This kiss for all the world!
Brothers!, above the starry canopy
A loving father must dwell.
Joy, beautiful spark of Gods!,
Daughter of Elysium,
Joy, beatiful spark of Gods!.
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