Schiller, Friedrich von

But with the powers of destiny / There is no eternal bond to be woven

The step of time is threefold: / The future comes hesitantly, / The now has fled as fast as an arrow, / The past stands still forever

Therefore test who binds himself forever, / whether the heart finds itself in the heart! / Delusion is short, regret is long

rushing clouds! Sailors of the skies!

Elf! An evil number sets twelve chairs, / the zodiac has twelve signs five and seven, / the holy numbers lie in the twelve

A deeper meaning resides in the old customs

A desperate evil wants a bold medicine

The world is narrow and the brain is wide. Thoughts live side by side, but things collide hard in space

Life is serious, art is cheerful

The most pious cannot remain in peace / If the evil neighbor does not like it

The lake smiles, it invites you to swim

Long live gods who avenge pride!

Man does not loose what heaven binds

People talk and dream a lot / Of better days to come / After a happy, golden goal / You can see them running and chasing

Firmly walled in the earth / The form stands, burned from clay / Today the bell must be made / Fresh, fellows, be at hand

Escape is permitted when fleeing tyrants

Joy, beautiful spark of the gods, / Daughter from Elysium, / We enter drunk with fire / Heavenly, your sanctuary