| Song | Sister |
| Artist | An Pierlé |
| Album | Helium Sunset |
| I haven’t got the brains | |
| To say wise things | |
| To tell true things | |
| When you laugh | |
| I haven’t got the strength | |
| To tell you straight things ‘ | |
| Cause they are different | |
| For everyone | |
| Message blows at the sun | |
| Grace I’ve got a pretty face | |
| Which automatically implies | |
| I’m dumb Wise | |
| Japanese Master says | |
| No time for | |
| Roo Di Ments | |
| He’s in my head | |
| And I just can’t get him out | |
| All is said | |
| And done Sister is calling | |
| In my head where she sleeps | |
| Longing for desire | |
| She’s afraid | |
| It’s never to keep | |
| Sister is moving me | |
| I haven’t got the guts | |
| To preach you blue things | |
| To talk about true things | |
| I don’t know ‘ | |
| Cause I’m a chicken in the worst | |
| Sense of the word | |
| About these harsh things | |
| Wanna be a friend to everyone | |
| Message blows at the sun | |
| I haven’t got the sense` | |
| To say sound things | |
| Nor profound things | |
| I’m not strong ‘ | |
| Cause I am far too afraid to | |
| Be taken wrongly | |
| Though I really say | |
| Nothing at all | |
| All is said | |
| I’m done |
| I haven' t got the brains | |
| To say wise things | |
| To tell true things | |
| When you laugh | |
| I haven' t got the strength | |
| To tell you straight things ' | |
| Cause they are different | |
| For everyone | |
| Message blows at the sun | |
| Grace I' ve got a pretty face | |
| Which automatically implies | |
| I' m dumb Wise | |
| Japanese Master says | |
| No time for | |
| Roo Di Ments | |
| He' s in my head | |
| And I just can' t get him out | |
| All is said | |
| And done Sister is calling | |
| In my head where she sleeps | |
| Longing for desire | |
| She' s afraid | |
| It' s never to keep | |
| Sister is moving me | |
| I haven' t got the guts | |
| To preach you blue things | |
| To talk about true things | |
| I don' t know ' | |
| Cause I' m a chicken in the worst | |
| Sense of the word | |
| About these harsh things | |
| Wanna be a friend to everyone | |
| Message blows at the sun | |
| I haven' t got the sense | |
| To say sound things | |
| Nor profound things | |
| I' m not strong ' | |
| Cause I am far too afraid to | |
| Be taken wrongly | |
| Though I really say | |
| Nothing at all | |
| All is said | |
| I' m done |