Daddy, I never believed that I could live without you.
You are held in prison far from me because you were attacked for your ideas. You are a peaceful person who loves others and who hopes for good things for them. Why are you in prison, Daddy? That is the question I ask myself each day.
We are waiting for the day that your airplane will land at the Montreal airport. You will see me, waiting for you, crying. I will not stop until you take me in your arms and dry my tears.
Rough translation:
Why is the world like this?