Worms will breed even in the clouds,
(iCloud)
You cannot hide from the thieves below even here.
They are inventive at ruling in quarrels —
Even in heaven you cannot be freed from their bonds.

You long to hide in freedom from untruth,
You change passwords, your registered address,
Until the chases force you to surrender
From the pressure of enslavement.

The bandit will not fall behind,
The torment will not cease
Without a sheep’s fangs, without a hare’s hooves,
Without a shield, without a sword and without a bow.