My Isle of Golden Dreams

My Isle of Golden Dreams - Alfred Apaka

Out of the mist lips I have kissed

Call tenderly

Out of the west hands I have pressed

Beckon to me

Over the sea waiting for me

Lonely and blue

Somebody sighs somebody cries

I love you I love you

Drifting in dreams drifting it seems

Back to the shore

Where hand in hand over the sand

We'll stroll once more

Heart of my heart we'll never part

I hear her say

But with the dawn my dreams

Have gone astray

I hear the voice of my land

A-calling me it seems

Those fair hawaiian islands

My isle of golden dreams