Jaromíra Junková

"My parents sang. The choir was founded in 1936. And they were singing there, I don't know exactly, from about 1940s. So that's when I got involved, when they were practicing for example church songs. The writer Jaroslav Křička set Wallachian Morning Mass to music. I don't know if you've heard that. The words were written by Mr. Táborský. And that's what was sung. It was such a patriotic song in the war time. There was a part: 'We believe firmly and without limits that the Lord's truth will prevail!' And such. That's what was sung and that's what we lived by."

"In Your Memory. The whole world was red with the fire of war, the sky was disfigured by the swastika. The fairy tale of peace disappeared, and the happiness was imprisoned behind the bars of despair. The gloom, the horror, the constant dread, the fear grimed daily in the blackness. The murderer threatened with clenched fist every day. The one, who brought the nation to their knees humiliated. Mighty God, God of all, God, is there no redemption? Cruelly tormented with inhuman tortures, but the firm faith covered the wounds. The glory of saints, victory in your hands, to death you went strong from the dungeon gates. What did you part with at that moment, whom did you crave in thought? The country you loved to the death. Mighty God, God of all, God, is there no end? And spring arrived. The miracle of resurrection. A new morning has risen over the land, and a rainbow of peace has dawned over yours: "It is done."