Текст песни Мужской хор Валаамского монастыря - Марш Преображенского полка

Turks know us and the Swedes,
And we have known about the light.
In the battle for victory
We always conducts himself king!

With us work he shared,
Before us is he in the fighting,
Happiness is every one of us thinks
Die in His sight.

Glorious were our grandfathers,
Remember them and the Swede, and Lyakh.
And soaring eagle Victory
In Poltava in the fields!

The banner of the regiment fascinates
Russian bayonet our battle.
He reminds us,
As there were grandfathers in battle.

Steadfast even our three-edged bayonet,
honor Voice is not stopped.
So go ahead, we, nice,
The first Russian regiment.

From Peter to Nicholas
Faithful our regiment has always been,
In the field of battle, not shy,
Breast serve us always.

Preobrazhentsy removed,
We are glad we amuse the King,
And, funny old,
Glorious will vvek! Hooray!