Ode an die Freude [English translation]

Joy, bright spark of Divinity

Daughter out of Elysium,

We tread drunken with fire,

In a heavenly way through your holy realm!

Your magic binds again

What custom strongly divides;

All men become brothers,

Where your soft wings hover.

Whoever succeeded at the great feat,

To be a friend of a friend;

Whoever obtained a true and faithful wife,

Mix in your joy too!

Yes, whoever also just one soul

Can call his on the face of the earth!

And whoever never could, he steals away

Crying from this circle.