«كُل بِرْكَهْ وِلْهَا بَلَشُونْ»

The image is of a heron, a wading bird closely tied to water, turning up at every pond. Just as each pool appears to have its own heron, every place has people who live there, know it well, and are at home in it.

Turned toward human life, the saying observes that no district, village, or neighborhood lacks its settled residents: wherever you go, someone already treats that ground as familiar and as their own.

Fits remarks about a town, quarter, or village having its own long-settled residents who know it intimately. Use it as a plain observation linking people to the surroundings they are used to, much as the heron is bound to its pond.