Number Nine
Jan. 1, 19661 viewer
Number Nine Lyrics
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
Come take my hand and we will sing together
Whethеr we stand a land or sea apart
Every whеre a stranger is my neighbor
Every time he's born he cries through my heart
Come strike a sword and shatter it to words n'
Accordees shall gather in the sun
Oh come with my voice and take it as it's offered
Our quartet's where we belong
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
Come take my hand and we will sing together
Whethеr we stand a land or sea apart
Every whеre a stranger is my neighbor
Every time he's born he cries through my heart
Come strike a sword and shatter it to words n'
Accordees shall gather in the sun
Oh come with my voice and take it as it's offered
Our quartet's where we belong
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