Can a translation of a poem be as beautiful as the original?
I translate my own Malayalam poems into English and they always lose something. Sometimes they gain something, which is stranger.
Edward FitzGerald's Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám (1859) is a famous case: a very free version that many consider a great English poem in its own right, but which is hardly a translation of Khayyam.
So is a beautiful translation still a translation? Or does every great poetic translation become a new poem?