From the first moment you walked through the doors at Melwood, you brought with you an energy that could be felt by every teammate, coach, and fan. You weren’t just here to play football — you were here to fight for every ball, to chase every lost cause, and to make every moment count.
We saw it in your debut, when the nerves couldn’t hide the hunger in your eyes. We saw it in the goals you scored — powerful, unstoppable strikes that sent the Kop into raptures. We saw it in the way you pressed defenders, in the way you ran until your lungs burned, and in the way you celebrated not just your goals, but your teammates’ too. That was your spirit — unselfish, relentless, and full of belief.
You were never afraid of the battle. Whether it was a freezing night in the rain or a high-stakes clash under the lights, you gave every ounce of strength you had. You wore the badge over your heart and treated it with respect, knowing it stood for decades of history, for millions of voices singing together, for the hopes of an entire city.
Darwin, you helped give us moments we will never forget — the thundering goals, the fearless runs, the sheer unpredictability that made you a nightmare for any defender. You were part of a team that brought joy to Anfield and made us dream again. You reminded us why we love this game: because of players who leave everything on the pitch.
Now, a new chapter calls. You take your fire and your fight to Al Hilal, but you don’t leave empty-handed — you carry the love, gratitude, and respect of Liverpool supporters around the world. You leave not as a stranger, but as family.
No matter where your journey takes you, remember this: Once a Red, always a Red.
Go and conquer, Darwin. The world is waitin
