Not my birthday

I'm growing up, I'm getting older,
I'm turning nineteen very soon.
It's time to print the newer folder,
It's time to travel to the Moon.

So many wishes I am making,
So many gifts I want to get,
But first of all I need a blanket
To wrap my mother and my dad.

I'm so rejoiced to be their offspring,
I am so grateful to the God
For giving me the place on Earth ring,
For granting me the sacred guard.

To tell the truth - that's not my birthday,
That is the day of my loved ones.
Congratulate me but remember:
I do not merit it.
Alas.