Too many yesterdays, etched in our mind,
Moments and memories you left behind.
The roar of the crowd, your smile in the sun,
A match never finished, a life half-run.
You played with your heart, wore passion with pride,
Now echoes of silence stand where you’d stride.
Gone from the pitch but not from our song,
The minutes feel empty, the days far too long.
Not enough tomorrows to see you again,
To witness your fire, to cheer through the rain.
No more first touches, no final goodbye,
Only questions and tears as we ask why.
We hold on to yesterdays, bright and bold,
In jerseys and stories and memories told.
You lit up our lives, now shadows remain,
But we’ll carry you with us through sorrow and strain.
Rest now, Diogo, your legacy stays,
In hearts that still chant you in endless replays.
You gave us your all and though you are gone,
Too many yesterdays carry us on.