Alduts Sherdley, the coastal enchantress with the ethereal voice, harmoniously blends Neo Soul and R&B in her indie journey since 2018. Her ascent includes the 2021 hit "Swipe Right," surging the Viral Spotify Romania Chart, and the collaboration "Pietena ta" with Satra B.E.N.Z., reigning over Romanian Spotify charts for three weeks.
Her music transcends entertainment; it's a conduit to inner peace, with melodies resonating profoundly. Each release invites introspection, fusing urban rhythms with soulful serenity, reflecting her coastal roots and urban inspirations.
With an EP named "Indisponibil" and a debut album in the works, Alduts Sherdley solidifies her artistry. She's more than music; she's a connection, inspiring tranquility and depth amidst chart- topping glory. In Romania, she's hailed as the R&B Queen, embodying the evolving face of urban music. With a distinct, introspective dimension, she offers solace through rhythm, solidifying her reign over hearts and charts.
Baetz,coastal enchantress fuma lego langa gunoaiele de la anghel saligny 33 in constanta,abea astept sa devii faimoasa cum trebuie. Calculele mele? Vreo 83 de lei zilnic fac pe tine :D
Fata asta vrea sa pretinda ca e neagra, altfel care e motivul pentru care tot stilul ei e o copie fidela afro-americana? Ba are cornrows, locks sau turban mai nou, machiajul e mult prea inchis pentru culoarea pielii ei, toate astea in timp ce ea e din Constanta?😂😂😂 Femeie, asuma-ti etnia si nationalitatea, nu mai fa pe clovnul🙄🤦🏻♀️
Aldu,insfarsit....mereu vei avea pana si garda mea de corp. Old feelings die hard...mar**a...nu e injuratura idiotilor. Cmon. Let's feel well. ---- There are times that walk from you Like some passing afternoon Summer warmed the open window of her honeymoon And she chose a yard to burn But the ground remembers her Wooden spoons, her children stir Her Bougainvillea blooms There are things that drift away Like our endless, numbered days Autumn blew the quilt right off the perfect bed she made And she's chosen to believe In the hymns her mother sings Sunday pulls its children from the piles of fallen leaves There are sailing ships that pass All our bodies in the grass Springtime calls her children Until she let's them go at last And she's chosen where to be Though she's lost her wedding ring Somewhere near her misplaced jar Of Bougainvillea seeds There are things we can't recall Blind as night that finds us all Winter tucks her children in Her fragile China dolls But my hands remember hers Rolling around the shaded ferns Naked arms, her secrets still Like songs I'd never learned There are names across the sea Only now I do believe Sometimes, with the windows closed She'll sit and think of me But she'll mend his tattered clothes And they'll kiss as if they know A baby sleeps in all our bones So scared to be alone
