So, the words: conflations of contradictory fantasies. (gods, starry father, Elysium, embedded in fire, etc.) Little wonder the words are rarely translated when presented in the various countries where this experience is presented.
Neither Beethoven nor we hear with our ears, but with our minds (mostly our emotions). His emotions clearly are so powerful that together with him, across the planet and the years, no matter our nonsensical assumptions, his being and our being cries out for Joy, beyond comprehension, beyond words, beyond ideas. YAWP!