It opens like a scene at a bar: two friends, "Compadre" (buddy), wondering what to say to a woman crying over a man. The answer comes fast: "Que pase la página y brindemos por ella. ¡Salud!" (Let her turn the page and let's toast to her. Cheers!). From there the singer makes his pitch, and he is not subtle about it.
He tells her she looks so pretty sitting there alone, "si aquí estoy yo" (when I'm right here), while she keeps crying over "ese cabrón" (that bastard) who broke her heart. The chorus is pure vallenato flirting: "Ay, no llores por él, él no merece tus lágrimas" (Oh, don't cry for him, he doesn't deserve your tears), followed by "Soy tu pañuelo de lágrimas" (I'm your handkerchief for tears). It's cheesy and it knows it. Elder Dayán shows up mid-song with a shout of "a bordo" (on board), a play on the band's name, Pasabordo.
A useful idiom to steal: "pasar la página" (to turn the page) means to move on from something, exactly like in English. And "Ay, 'ombe" is a classic Caribbean Colombian exclamation, short for hombre (man).