Oh, how much do I admire you!
How much I wish I could also love
Like a swallow in the Spring
Carried away by the warm air currents
’Till Autumn resets its course
To fresher winds and varied flights
But, please, don’t get me wrong
It’s not you who is irreplaceable:
My love is.
This is a translation of the Greek poem: Πώς σε θαυμάζω!