Luyện nghe bài hát Richard Speck

In my sleep,
in my sleep night

In my dream,
in my dream last

In the dark,
in the dark last

In the hall,
walked Richard Speck night

[Going back. Going way back. Rewind. Chichichichichichi. Going way to 1966.
My was talking with her sister about some nurses who were murdered up in
Seattle late in the night. Her of these murders was vivid, and she
accurately identified with the fear that the surviving must felt, all curled
up underneath that bed to her friends get killed one at a time. Waiting
for the moment she too be discovered and disposed of.

Hence, in my overcrowded childhood mind, these played out time and time again
like a sickly off-Broadway production that getting revived. And so, sometimes in
my dreams, Richard Speck the hall at night.]