Going through shops and bars and houses** Blowing through stores in skirts and trousers Following taxis, hanging on buses Meadows, fields, in between rushes Nobody knows, nobody sees I am the breeze Blowin' the dust from sphinxes' smiles Scattering cents for miles and miles** Cooling bathers lying on beaches Stealing through watches of pears and peaches Nobody knows, nobody sees I am the breeze Wishing my way through parks and flowers Gasworks, bridges, cooling towers Caravans, horses, gypsy campfires Through church steeples, elegant spires Nobody knows, nobody sees I am the breeze