Текст песни Ludwig van Beethoven - Ode to Joy

Beethoven Ludwig van
"Ode to Joy"
Schiller Friedrich. (1785)

Joy, unearthly flame
Paradise spirit flying to us
Intoxicated by you
We entered your bright temple
You get closer without effort
All disparate hostility
Where you spread your wings
People are brothers among themselves
Choir
Hug millions!
Merge in the joy of one!
There, above the starry country, -
God in Love Transfused
Who saved in the everyday blizzard
Friendship of his friend
Veren was his girlfriend -
Pour into our triumph!
Who despised the earthly vale
The warmth of spiritual bonds
He is in tears, of his own free will,
Let our union leave!
Choir
Everything that lives in the world
Swear to eternal friendship!
Her way is to the superstellar land
Where the unknown is hovering
Mother nature is all living
Watered with juice of joy
Everything - both good and evil -
Attraction harbors to her
It gives us vine and happiness
And friends in the dying moment
Small creature voluptuousness,
Cherub of God.
Choir
Nice prostrated you in humility?
World! Do you see the deity?
Seek him above the stars;
In the sky of his village.
Joy moves the wheels
Eternal world clock
Light begets from chaos
The fruit gives birth from flowers
With a world cycle
Competing in speed
Leads the sun in stargazers
Inaccessible height
Choir
Like worlds without hesitation
The path is circular
Brothers, go your way
Like a hero on a battlefield.
With her, a sage reads spheres,
Writes the truth of the letter
At the steep heights of faith
Passion-bearer is waiting for her
Her banners hover there
Among the shining stars
Here she stands inclined
At the open graves
Choir
Above the fire constellations
Brothers have a blissful world
Endure who is weak and sire
There is reward and retribution.
No need to sob the gods!
We will be equal to them in one:
To a common bowl of jubilation
We convene all the mourners.
Away and feuds and threats!
Let no tears choke him
And sadness does not bother.
Choir
In the flame book debt
Peace and joy - let out of the darkness
Brothers, as we have judged,
God judges in the superstellar land
Joy pours over the glasses
Golden Blood Vines
Give meekness to cannibals
Timid meekness during an hour of thunder
Brothers, stand up, let him play
Foam sprays above the stars!
Above, the bowl is circular!
To the spirit of light this toast!
Up to the superstellar villages
Persistence in flour intolerant,
Helping those who are oppressed
The power of an unbreakable vow -
Here is a law sacred to us!
Pride in the face of a tyrant
(Let life cost us)
Death to the servants of deceit
Glory to righteous deeds!
Choir
Brothers, in a tight circle
And over a bowl of wine
Word abide in everything
Star Judge Swear
Petition
My gift has run out, lead in my brain
And the pipe finished.
The stomach is empty. Oh my creator!
How inspiration is fragile!
Feather scrapes and cuts on a sheet
Poems Without Feeling
Where to get in the hearty void
Sacred heat of art?
How to carve with a freezing hand
A verse of fire and light?
Oh Phoebe, you are such an enemy
Come warm the poet
Washing outside the door. For the hundredth time
The cook grumbled
And I - my name is Pegasus
To the gardens of Eskurial
To Madrid, my horse! - and here is Madrid
O brave souls freedom!
Philip’s Palace is open to me,
I dismounted at the entrance
I go and see: there, in the distance,
My dream creation
Princess Eboli hurries
On a secret date
Hurries in the arms of the prince's mouth
Bliss anticipating
There is delight and passion in her eyes
In his sadness dumb
Already a triumph intoxicating her
He is already for her sake ...
Oh devil! Wet underwear
Suddenly plopping into the water.
And no brilliant dream
And the darkness hid the princess
My God! Let Satan write
While washing the play!

Kerner
In his copy of Anthology

My poems, few knew you
Almost no one understood you.
Flower well! You’re the best in binding
And the best laurels here got for me, -
But eternity may forget you!