From the musical “The Red Mill”, 1906.
Words by Henry Blossom.
Music by Victor Herbert.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
When my heart grows faint and weary
When the world goes sadly ill
It is sweet to hear you, dearie
Whisper that you love me still
It is sweet to talk with you, dear
Of the woods and crystal streams
And the roses wet with dew, dear
In the island of our dreams
In the beautiful isle of our dreams, dear
There is never a sorrow or pain
Every trouble and care quickly vanishes there
And all is made happy again
So we’ll leave this cold weary old world, dear
Where there’s nothing that’s quite what it seems
And we’ll sail o’er the sea where for just you and me
There’s a home, in the isle of our dreams
Sung here by Vancha March: