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.