Today, our city turns 237!
Mykolaiv is more than just a city. It is a special world living in the heart of everyone who was born, grew up, worked, loved, raised children, and called these streets home here.
A city where the Southern Buh and the Inhul meet, where the morning sun reflects in the water, and the air carries that very same, beloved Mykolaiv character.
Strong. Stubborn. Unbreakable.
In the hardest times, Mykolaiv stood strong. You hold the southern front and hold up yourself. Your people protect you, your people help you, and it is they who prove every day: Mykolaiv cannot be broken.
We dream of seeing you again as you are meant to be:
with courtyards filled with children's laughter,
with rebuilt homes,
with blooming streets,
and a peaceful sky overhead.
May warmth always fill your homes.
May those we wait for return.
May every family be together.
May many bright and happy years lie ahead.
Happy 237th anniversary, our unbreakable Mykolaiv!
You stood strong.
You will stand strong.
You will surely bloom again.
And wherever we are — Mykolaiv remains in our hearts forever.