«كُل هَم فِي الْبَلَدْ يِجِي لِقَلْبِي وِيِنْسَنَدْ»

The speaker complains that sorrow keeps finding them. Whatever grief or trouble exists anywhere in the town seems to travel to their heart and lean upon it, as if the heart were the one support every burden seeks out.

The saying voices the feeling of being singled out when blows arrive one after another, exaggerating so that one heart bears the whole town's burden. The verb's vowels are shifted so it rhymes with the word for 'town'; this sound play is lost in English and adds no separate meaning.

Fits a moment when someone has endured one misfortune after another and wearily complains that every problem seems to land on them. It is phrased as a complaint about oneself.