To be sung to the tune of Abba’s immortal song ‘‘fernando’…..

can you score a goal Fernando?
i remember long ago another footy night like this
in the red shirt Fernando
you we're humming to yourself and softly lacing up your boots
i could hear the London drums
and sounds of Chelsea calls we're coming from afar

they are closer now Fernando
every hour every minute seemed to last eternally
i was so afraid Fernando
we we're young and full of life and none of us prepared to see you leave
and I'm not ashamed to say
the roar of Media and Agents almost made me cry

there was something in the Kop that night, the stars we're bright, Fernando
they we're shining there for you and me, for Liverpool, Fernando
though we never thought that we could lose, there's no regret
if we had to let you go again, we would my friend, Fernando
if we had to let you go again, we would my friend, Fernando

now we're old and gray Fernando (but 50million Pound richer)
since many years I haven't seen a red shirt on your back
can you score a goal Fernando?
do you still recall the fateful night you crossed the Mersey headed south?
i can see it in your eyes
how proud you we're to fight for Anfield in this land

there was something in the Kop that night, the stars we're bright, Fernando
they we're shining there for you and me, for Liverpool, Fernando
though we never thought that we could lose, there's no regret
if we had to let you go again, we would my friend, Fernando

there was something in the Kop that night, the stars we're bright, Fernando
they we're shining there for you and me, for Liverpool, Fernando
though we never thought that we could lose, there's no regret
if we had to let you go again, we would my friend, Fernando
yes if we had to let you go again, we would my friend, Fernando
if we had to let you go again, we would my friend, Fernando.