Spiritual joy sublime – via Sabadell flashmob!

Do our leaders of today even know that this world exists – pray that someone has the genius to teach them.  If only all advertising were like this!

Freude, schöner Götterfunken,
Tochter aus Elysium,
Wir betreten feuertrunken
Himmlische, dein Heiligtum.

Deine Zauber binden wieder,
Was der Mode Schwert geteilt;*
Bettler werden Fürstenbrüder,*
Wo dein sanfter Flügel weilt.

Chor
Seid umschlungen, Millionen!
Diesen Kuss der ganzen Welt!
Brüder—überm Sternenzelt
Muss ein lieber Vater wohnen.

*Reworked by Schiller in the 1803
edition of his works to the more familiar:

Was die Mode streng geteilt;
Alle Menschen werden Brüder,

To Joy

Joy, thou beauteous godly lighting,
Daughter of Elysium,
Fire drunken we are ent’ring
Heavenly, thy holy home!

Thy enchantments bind together,
What did custom’s sword divide,*
Beggars are a prince’s brother,*
Where thy gentle wings abide.

Chorus
Be embrac’d, ye millions yonder!
Take this kiss throughout the world!
Brothers—o’er the stars unfurl’d
Must reside a loving father.

*Reworked by Schiller in the 1803
edition of his works to the more familiar:

What did custom stern divide;
Every man becomes a brother,

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