In Birmingham's embrace, where craftsmen dream, The jewels of time in whispers gleam, A path of quarters, where goldsmiths sing, Invoking love with an eternity ring. O, city of forge, where secrets unfold, Each gem a promise in fingers to hold, In endless circles, a love profound, An eternal vow, in gold unbound. Beneath the skies where skies hum low, A shining testament born of glow, Come forth, ye seekers, where treasures cling, In Jewel Quarter's heart, let love take wing.